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american 
Catholic Hymnal 

AN EXTENSIVE COLLECTION 

OF 

Hymns, Latin Chants and 
Sacred Songs 

FOR 

CHURCH, SCHOOL, HOME 

ACCORDING TO THE MOTU PROPRIO OF 

HIS HOLINESS POPE PIUS X 

WRITTEN, ARRANGED AND COMPILED ESPECIALLY FOR 

THE CATHOLIC YOUTH OF THE UNITED STATES 

BY 

THE MARIST BROTHERS 



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P. J. KENEDY 4 SONS 

PRINTERS TO THE HOLY APOSTOLIC SEE 

44 BARCLAY STREET 
NEW YORK 



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Remigius Lafort S.T.L. 

IMPRIMATUR 

i$<John Cardinal Farley, D. D. 

Archbishop of New York. 



APR 25 1914 



COPYRIGHT, 1915, BY 

P. J. Kenbdy A Sons 

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Who in His Sanctuary early trod, 
Whose angel voices sing and soar, 
And lead our hearts to love Him more and more. 



To You, who chant the praise of Jesus King, 
Whose reign on earth your innocence will bring, 
Who sing of Mary's power and love, 
Till spirits long to see her throned above. 



To You, of Jesus' Heart the chosen band, 
Surpliced adorers, scattered o'er the land, 
These Hymns we dedicate, and pray 
They lure full many to your heavenly way. 

Bro. M. 



* 

>t^£ read in the Life of the Venerable M. B. 
Vjy Champagnat, founder of the Marist Broth- 
ers : "Father Champagnat, whose mind was con- 
tinually occupied with the interests of Religion, 
considered that it would be contributing largely 
to the glory of God, to public edification and to 
the solemnity of the services of the Church,, to 
teach Sacred Music to the school children, and by 
•this means, to prepare singers for the parishes. 
. . . He proposed, moreover, to attract the 
children to the school, and attach them to it by 
the pure and innocent pleasure which singing af- 
fords, to keep them happy and cheerful, to make 
them relish the charms of virtue, to teach them, 
in a pleasant and attractive manner, the truths 
of Religion." 

Since their foundation (1817), the Brothers have 
endeavored to realize this desire of their Vener- 
able Superior with the constant experience that 
the training of children in sacred song is ever 
productive of these happy results. The better 
to attain their end, they have published, in differ- 
ent countries, Manuals and Hymnals adapted to 
Juvenile Choirs. 



THE "AMERICAN CATHOLIC HYMNAL" 
is a new endeavor toward the same ideal, an effort 
to unfold the meaning of the Liturgical Seasons 
and Feasts of the Ecclesiastical Year, thus giving 
to the children, as well as to the faithful at 
large, an insight into the sublimity of Catholic 
Worship and thereby increasing in their hearts, 
love for God and His Holy Church. Its appear- 
ance seems timely, coming at a moment when so 
much is done and well done everywhere to re- 
spond to the instructions of our Holy Father, 
Pope Pius X, on Church Music. 

Special care has been taken to use words easily 
understood and retained by young children; for 
the hymns of the Church are the inheritance of 
"Little Ones ;" and what heart, though bowed 
down by grief and sin, is not touched by 
sacred words attuned to sweet music com- 
ing forth from their innocent lips? 

In returning thanks for help, the Compilers 
recognize how wide and deep are their obliga- 
tions. Whilst we pay a due tribute of admira- 
tion to the memory of such well known authors 
of our popular hymns, as : Fr. Caswall, Fr. 
Faber, Card. Manning, Dr. Neale, Rev. M. Rus- 
sell, S. J., etc., we must also render thanks to the 
Rev. Editors of the Ave Maria, the Messenger 
of the S. Heart, the Rosary Magazine, the Sen- 
tinel of the B. Sacrament for use of poems and 
translations. To the Rev. T. H. Henry, Litt. D., 
we are under great obligation for his as- 
sistance in placing his valuable book "Eucharis- 
tica" at our disposal. Though the language of the 
Church is the consecrated one for the Liturgical 
rendering of St. Thomas' memorable stanzas to 

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the Most Blessed Sacrament, Father Henry's 
almost literal translations will be found very 
helpful in the classroom to familiarize the chil- 
dren with these great truths and keep alive their 
devotion. 

If this work help's, even a little, to promote 
the singing of holy hymns in the School and, by 
means of the School, in the Church and the Home 
Circle, then shall our dearest hopes be realized. 

The Marist Brothers, 
St. Ann's Hermitage, 
Poughkeepsie, N. Y. 

Feast of the Assumption of the B. V. M., 
August 15, 1913. 



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In the name of the Father, f and of the Son, 
and of the Holy Ghost. Amen. 

Morning Offering. — O Jesus, through the Im- 
maculate Heart of Mary, I offer Thee the pray- 
ers, works and sufferings of this day, for all 
the intentions of Thy Divine Heart. 

The Lord's Prayer. — Our Father, who art in 
heaven, hallowed be Thy name : Thy kingdom 
come : Thy will be done on earth as it is in 
heaven. Give us this day our daily bread : and 
forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those 
who trespass against us ; and lead us not into 
temptation; but deliver us from evil. Amen. 

The Angelical Salutation. — Hail, Mary, full of 
grace ; the Lord is with thee : blessed art thou 
among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy 
womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray 
for us sinners, now and at the hour of our 
death. Amen. 

The Apostles' Creed. — I believe in God, the 
Father Almighty, Creator of heaven and earth; 
and in Jesus Christ, His only Son, our Lord: 
who was conceived by the Holy Ghost, born of 
the Virgin Mary, suffered under Pontius Pilate, 
was crucified ; died, and was buried. He de- 
scended into hell, the third day He rose again 

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from the dead; He ascended into heaven, sit- 
teth at the right hand of God the Father Al- 
mighty; from thence He shall come to judge the 
living and the dead. I believe in the Holy Ghost, 
the Holy Catholic Church, the communion of 
Saints, the forgiveness of sins, the resurrection 
of the body, and the life everlasting. Amen. 

The Coniiteor. — I confess to Almighty God, to 
blessed Mary ever Virgin, to blessed Michael the 
Archangel, to blessed John the Baptist, to the 
holy Apostles Peter and Paul, and to all the 
Saints, that I have sinned exceedingly in thought, 
word, and deed. Through my fault, through my 
fault, through my most grievous fault; there- 
fore I beseech blessed Mary ever Virgin, blessed 
Michael the Archangel, blessed John the Baptist, 
the holy Apostles Peter and Paul, and all the 
Saints, to pray to the Lord our God for me. 

May Almighty God have mercy on us, and 
forgive us our sins, and bring us to life ever- 
lasting. Amen. May the Almighty and merciful 
Lord grant us pardon, f absolution, and remission 
of our sins. Amen. 

An Act of Faith. — O my God! I firmly believe 
that Thou art one God in three Divine persons, 
Father, Son and Holy Ghost ; I believe that Thy 
Divine Son became man, and died for our sins, 
and that He will come to judge the living and 
the dead. I believe these and all the truths which 
the Holy Catholic Church teaches, because Thou 
hast revealed them, who canst neither deceive nor 
be deceived. 



An Act of Hope. — O my God! relying on Thy 
infinite goodness and promises, I hope to obtain 
the pardon of my sins, the help of Thy grace, 
and life everlasting, through the merits of Jesus 
Christ, my Lord and Redeemer. 

An Act of Love. — O my God! I love Thee 
above all things, with my whole heart and soul, 
because Thou art all-good and worthy of all love. 
I love my neighbor as myself for the love of Thee. 
I forgive all who have injured me, and ask par- 
don of all whom I have injured. 

Prayer to our Lady. — O Mary, my Queen and 
my Mother, I give myself entirely to thee, and 
to show my devotion to thee I consecrate to thee 
this day, my eyes, my ears, my mouth, my heart, 
and my whole being without reserve; and as I am 
thine, O good Mother, preserve and defend me, 
as thy property and possession. Amen. 

Prayer to the Guardian Angel. — 

Angel of God, my Guardian dear, 

To whom His love commits me here, 

Ever this day be at my side. 

To light and guard, to rule and guide. — Amen. 



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Our Father — Hail Mary — I Believe — I Con- 
fess — Acts of Faith, Hope and Love. (As in the 
morning prayers.) 

An Act of Thanksgiving. — O my God, I return 
Thee thanks for all the benefits which I have ever 
received from Thee, and particularly this day. Give 
me light to see what sins I have committed this 
day, and grant me grace to be truly sorry for 
them. 

\_Here wait a little, and think over wltat faults you 
have committed during the day.] 

An Act of Contrition. — O my God! I am 
heartily sorry for having offended Thee, and I 
detest all my sins, because I dread the loss of 
heaven and the pains of hell, but most of all be- 
cause they offend Thee, my God, who art all 
good and deserving of all my love. I firmly re- 
solve, with the help of Thy grace, to confess my 
sins to do penance, and to amend my life. 

Memorare. — Remember, O most gracious Vir- 
gin Mary, that never was it known that any one 
who fled to thy protection, implored thy help, 
and sought thy intercession, was left unaided. 
Inspired with this confidence, I fly unto thee, O 
Virgin of virgins, my Mother. To thee, I come; 
before thee I stand, sinful and sorrowful. O 
Mother of the Word incarnate ! despise not my 
petitions, but, in thy mercy, hear and answer me. 
Amen. 

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Jesus, Mary, Joseph ! Be my help at the hour 
of my death. 

May the souls of the faithful departed, through 
the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen. 

We fly to thy patronage, O holy Mother of 
God ! despise not our prayers in our necessities, 
but deliver us from all dangers, O ever glorious 
and blessed Virgin ! 



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Smotunts at tiinltj Mass 

"From the rising of the sun, even to the going down, 
my name is great among the Gentiles; and in every place 
there is sacrifice, and there is offered to my name a clean 
oblation; for my name is great among the Gentiles, saith 
the Lord of Hosts" (Malach. i, 11). 

PRAYER BEFORE MASS.* 

my Saviour, I come before Thy holy Altar to 
assist at Thy Divine Sacrifice. Do Thou prepare 
my soul to receive Thy grace ; fix my mind on 
Thee ; wash away in Thy precious Blood all the 
sins of which Thou seest me guilty; I hate them 
for the love of Thee, and most humbly beg pardon 
for them. Grant, O sweet Jesus, that uniting 
my intentions to Thine, I may spend my whole 
life for Thy glory, as Thou didst give Thy life 
for the saving of my soul. Amen. 

1 wish to share in the Communion of Saints by 
gaining all the Indulgences I can to-day; and I 
place them in the hands of our Blessed Lady for 
the relief of the souls in Purgatory. My Jesus, 
mercy ! Mary, help ! 

The Priest begins Mass standing at the foot of the 
Altar. Call to mind the Garden of Olives, where our 
Lord went on Holy Thursday night, taking with Him 
His three chosen Apostles — Peter, James and John. 
It was then that our Saviour began His Passion. He 
went a little distance from these, His companions, and 
prayed, His face bowed to the earth. The pain He felt 
was so bitter that He sweated blood, which ran in -great 

*These Prayers are from the "Mass Book," published 
by the Columbus Press. 

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drops to the ground. He accepted His sufferings, al- 
though they cost Him so much, saying to His Heavenly 
Father, "Not my will, but Thine be done." Let us 
lovingly remember our dear Lord's agony, which was the 
beginning of His Passion, as we join ourselves with the 
Priest, and say the following prayers. 



THE BEGINNING OF MASS. 

The Priest makes the sign of the Cross (make it with 
him) "and says in Latin: 

In the name of the Father, f and of the Son, 
and of the Holy Ghost. Amen. 
I will go unto the altar of God. 
To God, who gives joy to my youth. 

Then follows Psalm 42, which is said in Latin; yo\l 
can say it in English: 

Save me, O God, from those who would harm 
me; from the unjust and wicked deliver me. 

For Thou, O God, art my strength; why hast 
Thou cast me off, when my enemy the devil is so 
near me? 

Send forth Thy light and Thy truth ; they have 
brought me to Thy holy altar, and even to Thy 
tabernacle. 

And I will go unto the altar of God: to God 
who gives joy to my youth. 

I will praise Thee and sing to Thee, O God, my 
God: be not sorrowful, O my soul, and let noth- 
ing disturb thee. 

Hope in God, for Him will I praise for ever : He 
is my God and the Saviour I look for. 

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to 
the Holy Ghost. 

As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever 
shall be, world without end. Amen, 

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1 will go unto the altar of God. 
To God, who gives joy to my youth. 

The Priest makes the sign of the Cross. 

Our help t is in the name of the Lord. 
Who made heaven and earth. 

The Priest bows down and says I confess, etc. 
The Clerk now bows down and says I confess, etc., in the 

name of the people. 

May Almighty God be merciful to you, and, 
forgiving you your sins, bring you to life everlast- 
ing. Amen. 

May the Almighty and most merciful Lord grant 
us pardon, f absolution, and forgiveness of all 
our sins. (Make the sign of the Cross while say- 
ing this.) Amen. 

O God, Thou being turned towards us, wilt give 
us the life of grace. 

And Thy people will rejoice in Thee. 

Show us, O Lord, Thy mercy. 

And grant us the grace to save our souls. 

O Lord, hear my prayer. 
• And let my cry come unto Thee. 

The Lord be with you. 

And w T ith thy spirit. 

The Priest goes up to the altar, and as he advances, full 
of Jwly fear, says in a low tone of voice: 

PRAYERS. 

Take away from us our sins, we beseech Thee, 
O Lord, that we may be worthy to enter w T ith pure 
minds into the Holy of Holies ; through Jesus 
Christ our Lord. Amen. 

We beseech Thee, O Lord, by the merits of Thy 
Saints whose relics are here, and of all the Saints, 

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that Thou wouldst mercifully forgive me all my 
jsins. Amen. 

THE INTROIT. 

The Introit is the first prayer the Priest reads at the 
right or Epistle side of the Altar. This prayer reminds 
us how much those who lived holy lives under the Old 
Law wished for the coming of our blessed Redeemer. 
"Glory be to the Father" is added in honor of the 
Blessed Trinity. 

Prayer during the reading of the Introit. 

Let the name of the Lord be blessed both now 
and for ever. From the rising to the setting of 
the sun let all praise be given to the name of the 
Lord. Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and 
to the Holy Ghost. As it was in the beginning, is 
now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen. 

The Kyrie Eleison is a cry for mercy. It is repeated 
three times to God the Father, three times to God the 
Son, and three times to God the Holy Ghost. 

Lord have mercy on us. Lord have mercy on 
us. Lord have mercy on us. 

Christ have mercy on us. Christ have mercy 
on us. Christ have mercy on us. 

Lord have mercy on us. Lord have mercy on 
us. Lord have mercy on us. 

THE GLORIA IN EXCELSIS. 

The Gloria begins with the hymn -which the angels 
sang on Christmas night to honor the birth of our Lord. 
Let us give to God the glory due Him, and let us humbly 
ask for ourselves that peace which the world cannot give, 
but which God can bring into our hearts, as the angels 
then foretold. 

Glory be to God on high, and on earth peace to 
men of good will. We praise Thee ; we bless 
Thee; we adore Thee; we glorify Thee. We 



od will. We praise Ihee; we 
adore Thee; we glorify Thee. 

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give Thee thanks for Thy great glory, O Lord God, 
heavenly King, God the Father Almighty. O 
Lord Jesus Christ, the only begotten Son ; O Lord 
God, Lamb of God, Son of the Father, who takest 
away, the sins of the world, have mercy on us ; 
Thou who takest away the sins of the world, re- 
ceive our prayers ; Thou who sittest at the right 
hand of the Father, have mercy on us. For Thou 
only art holy : Thou only art the Lord : Thou 
only, O Jesus Christ, with the Holy Ghost, art 
most high in the glory of God the Father. Amen, 

At the end cf the Gloria the Priest kisses the Altar, and 
turns to the people, saying: 

The Lord be with you. 

The Server answers : And with thy spirit. 

This is a blessing the Priest and people wish each 
other many times during Mass. 

THE COLLECT. 

The Collect, which means "gather together," is so 
called because in it the Priest offers to God the united 
prayers of the faithful. It ends in the name of Jesus 
Christ to show that we can only come to God through 
His Divine Son. You must now think for what particu- 
lar intention you are hearing this Mass, and ask the 
Blessed Virgin and your patron saint to pray for you 
and with you. Sometimes there are two or more Collects. 

O merciful God and Father, hear the prayers of 
Thy children and of Thy Church. We beg of 
Thee to help us. Give us Thy grace, without 
which we cannot keep from sin, or do any good. 
Help us to get what we need for our bodies. 
Help us to love Thee with our whole hearts, and 
bring us all to Thy heavenly kingdom. Through 
Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. 



THE EPISTLE. 

Epistle means a "letter." It is often taken from the 
letters of the Apostles to the faithful in different towns, 
from the writings of the prophets, or from other parts of 
Holy Scripture. As a part of the Mass, it reminds us of the 
Old Law. 

While the Priest reads the Epistle, you may read the- 
following : 

My child, all the days of thy life have God ia 
thy mind, and take heed that thou never con- 
sent to sin, nor break the commandments of the 
Lord our God. Never suffer pride to reign in thy 
mind or in thy words. See thou never do to an- 
other what thou wouldst hate to have done to thee 
by another. Bless God at all times, and desire 
Him to direct thy ways. If sinners entice thee, 
consent not. The Lord says to thee : My son, give 
Me thy heart, and let thine eyes keep My ways. 

The Book or Missal is carried to the left or Gospel side 
of the Altar. This reminds us that when the Jews re- 
fused to listen to the teachings of our Lord, tne Apostles 
preached the true faith to the Gentiles in their stead. 
Before beginning the Gospel the Priest bows down to 
pray at the middle of the Altar. Join with him and say: 

Create a clean heart in me, O God, and grant 
that I may listen to Thy holy Gospel with respect, 
and bless Thy name for ever. 

THE GOSPEL. 

No longer Prophets and Apostles speak to us, but 
Jesus Christ Himself. We stand out of reverence for 
the words of Christ, and to signify that we should always 
be ready to obey Him. Make the sign of the Cross on 
your forehead to show that you believe the Gospel; on 
your lips to show that you will never deny it or speak 
against it; and on your heart because you love it and will 
follow it faithfully. 

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While the Priest reads the Gospel, you may read the 
following: 

Gospel — St. Matt. v. 1-12. At that time, Jesus 
seeing the multitudes, went up into a mountain ; 
and when He was sat down, His disciples came unto 
Him. And opening His mouth, He taught them, 
saying, Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is 
the kingdom of Heaven. Blessed are the meek; 
for they shall possess the land. Blessed are they 
that mourn; for they shall be comforted. Blessed 
are they that hunger and thirst after justice; for 
they shall be filled. Blessed are the merciful; 
for they shall obtain mercy. Blessed are the clean 
of heart; for they shall see God. Blessed are the 
peacemakers ; for they shall be called the chil- 
dren of God. Blessed are they that suffer perse- 
cution for justice sake; for theirs is the kingdom 
of heaven. Blessed are ye when they shall revile 
you, and persecute you, and speak all that is evil 
against you untruly, for My sake ; be glad and re- 
joice, for your reward is very great in heaven. 

At the end the Server says: Praise be to Thee, O Christ. 
After reading the Gospel the Priest kisses the Missal. 

THE NICENE CREED. 

The Nicene Creed (that is, the Creed of the Council of 
Nice) is an explanation of several points of Catholic doc- 
trine. Almighty God likes to hear us tell Him what we 
believe. 

We kneel with the Priest when he says: Et homo f actus 
est, "and was made man," in grateful remembrance of our 
Lord coming down from heaven and taking flesh for us. 

I believe in one God, the Father Almighty, 
Maker of heaven and earth, and of all things visible 
and invisible. And in one Lord Jesus Christ, the 
only begotten Son of God, born of the Father 

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before all ages. God of God; Light of Light; very 
God of very God ; begotten not made ; being of one 
substance with the Father, by whom all things were 
made. Who for us men, and for our salvation, 
came down from heaven, and was incarnate by 
the Holy Ghost of the Virgin Mary, and was 
made man. [Kneel in reverence for Christ's In- 
carnation.'] He was crucified also for us, suffered 
under Pontius Pilate, and was buried. The third 
day He arose again according to the Scriptures; 
and ascended into heaven, and sitteth at the right 
hand of the Father : and He shall come again with 
glory to judge both the living and the dead: of 
whose kingdom there shall be no end. 

And I believe in the Holy Ghost, the Lord and 
Life-giver, who proceedeth from the Father and 
the Son; who together with the Father and the 
Son is adored and glorified : who spoke by the 
prophets. And One Holy Catholic and Apostolic 
Church. I confess one baptism for the remission 
of sins. And I look for the resurrection of the 
dead, and the life of the world to come. Amen. 

THE OFFERTORY, OR OFFERING. 

The First Principal Part of the Mass. 

The best gift we can make to God is our heart, if it is 
humble and full of sorrow for sin. Let us then join our- 
selves to the Host which the Priest is about to offer to 
Almighty God, and which, later on, in the middle of the 
Mass, will become the Body and Blood of Jesus Christ. 

WHAT THE PRIEST DOES AT THE OFFERTORY. 

At the beginning of Mass the Priest placed on the Altar 
a chalice with a silver plate on it, called a paten. These 
are covered with a silk veil. He now takes off the veil, " 
and holding up, with both hands, the paten, on which 
lies a large Host— the bread which is to be changed into 
our Lord's Body and Blood — he prays: 

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Accept, O holy Father, Almighty and eternal 
God, this unspotted Host, which I, Thy unworthy 
servant, offer unto Thee for my many sins, my 
faults, and my carelessness. I offer it also for all 
here present in this Church, as well as for all 
faithful Christians, both living and dead, that it 
may help both them and me to gain eternal life. 

THE PRIEST POURS WINE AND WATER INTO 
THE CHALICE. 

The mixing of wine and water reminds us that the Son 
of God took to Himself our human nature, and makes us 
sharers in His divine nature. 

Prayer. 

my God, I believe that Thy Son, our Lord 
Jesus Christ, became man for my sake. May I 
live in Thy love, and never lose Thy grace by 
mortal sin. Amen, 

OFFERING OF THE CHALICE. 

The Priest now offers the wine, which will soon be 
changed into our Lord's Precious Blood. 

Let us ask that this Precious Blood may be applied to 
our own souls, and the souls of those for whom we 
ought to pray. 

Prayer. 

We offer Thee, O Lord, the chalice of salvation, 
humbly begging Thy mercy, that it may ascend to 
Thee for our salvation, and that of the whole 
wewid. Amen. 

OFFERING OF THE FAITHFUL. 

The Priest makes the following prayer for himself 
and for the people: 

Accept us, O Lord, who come to Thee with con- 
trite and humble hearts; and grant that the sacri- 

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fice we offer this day in Thy sight may be pleas- 
ing to Thee, O Lord God. 

THE BLESSING OF THE BREAD AND WINE. 

All is now ready for the sacrifice. First the bread, 
next the wine, and lastly the hearts of the people, have 
t>een separately offered up to God. Then, as nothing is 
-ever done in the order of grace without the help of the 
Holy Spirit, the Priest prays: 

Come, O Almighty and eternal God, and bless 
this sacrifice prepared for the glory of Thy holy 
Name. 

THE PRIEST WASHES HIS HANDS. 

This action is to remind us how pure our hearts ought 
to be when we assist at Holy Mass. 

Prayer. 
O Jesus, most pure of heart; O spotless Lamb of 
God; help me that I may keep my heart pure; 
that all through my life I may never displease 
Thee by any wicked thing. Give me the blessing 
of the clean of heart. 

PRAYER TO THE BLESSED TRINITY. 

The Priest returns to the middle of the Altar, and, 
-bowing down, offers the Sacrifice to the Most Holy Trinity. 

Prayer. 
O blessed Trinity, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
accept this Holy Mass which we offer Thee in 
memory of the Passion, Resurrection, and Ascen- 
sion of our Lord Jesus Christ, and in honor of the 
Blessed Mary ever Virgin, of blessed John the 
Baptist, the Holy Apostles Peter and Paul, St. 
Joseph, our Angel Guardians and Patron Saints. 
And may all the Saints and Angels, whom we 
now honor upon earth, intercede for us in heaven. 
Amen, 

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ORATE FRATRES: OR BRETHREN, 
PRAY. 

The Priest turns to the congregation, and, with his hands 
stretched out, invites them to pray with him: 

Brethren, pray that my sacrifice and yours may 
be acceptable to God the Father Almighty. 
The Server answers: 
May the Lord receive the sacrifice from thy 
hands, to the praise and glory of His name, to our 
benefit and that of all His Holy Church. 

The Priest now prays in a low tone of voice. 

During this time, do you in charity think of the thou- 
sands who are to pass to-day from this world to the next- 
Say most earnestly for them this prayer: 

Heart of Jesus, once in agony, have pity on the 
dying. 

THE PREFACE. 

The Preface leads to the Canon, and the Altar bell is- 
rung to tell us that the Priest is entering upon the most 
solemn part of the Mass. Let us heartily join the Angels 
in praising God. 

Prayer. 

It is truly right and just that we should always, 
and in all places, give thanks to Thee, O holy 
Lord, Father Almighty, eternal God, through our 
Lord: Through whom the Angels praise Thy 
Majesty, adore Thee, reverence Thee, and sing 
Thy everlasting praise. Together with them we 
beseech Thee that Thou wouldst allow our voices 
also to be admitted, whilst we humbly say: 

THE SANCTUS. 

(The bell rings.) 

Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God of Hosts. Heaven 
and earth are full of Thy glory. Hosanna in the 

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highest. Blessed is He that cometh in the name 
of the Lord. Hosanna in the highest. 



THE CANON OF THE MASS. 

The word "Canon" here means "rule/' and it is used 
for this part of the Mass because the prayers said during 
it are seldom changed. The Angels gather round with 
awe and reverence; the Priest prays in a low tone, and 
all should be quiet and still, for the great moment is fast 
approaching when our Lord Jesus Christ will come down 
upon the Altar. 

The Priest begins the Canon by kissing the Altar, to 
show he is united to Christ, the invisible High-Priest. He 
then prays for the living. 

PRAYER DURING THE CANON. 

O Jesus, dying on the Cross for love of poor 
sinners, through Thy Sacred Head, crowned with 
thorns, I beg Thee to have mercy on the Pope, all 
Bishops, Priests, especially our own Priests, all 
religious orders, and all those placed over us. 

Through the Wound in Thy right Hand I 
recommend to Thee my father, mother, brothers, 
sisters, relations, friends, and benefactors. 

And through the Wound in Thy left Hand my 
enemies, all poor sinners, and those who have 
never been baptized. Help Thy servants who are 
trying to convert them. 

Through the wound in Thy right Foot I pray 
for the poor, the sick and the dying, and for all 
who are in any kind of pain, temptation, or trouble. 

Through the Wound in Thy left foot I beg of 
Thee mercifully to grant eternal rest to the souls 
of the faithful departed. 

Through Thy Sacred Heart, O Jesus, I offer my- 
self to do and suffer all things for Thy love, Give 

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me all graces I stand in need of, and especially the 
grace I am hearing this Holy Mass to obtain* 
(Name it.) 

The Clerk rings the bell once — "the warning bell" 

Make an act of contrition, and join yourself to the 
Angels present around the Altar. 

THE CONSECRATION, OR ELEVATION. 

The Second Principal Part of the Mass. 

The solemn moment has arrived. The Priest takes in 
his hands the bread, and lifting his eyes to heaven to 
show that this great wonder is worked by the power of 
God, he says the very words of our Lord at the Last 
Supper: "This is my Body." The bread at that moment 
is changed into the Body, Blood, Soul and Divinity of 
Jesus Christ. The Priest falls on his knees in deepest 
reverence, and then holds up the Sacred Host for the 
people to adore. The bell is rung three times. 

Prayer. 

O my God, I adore Thee through Jesus ; I beg 
pardon through Jesus ; I thank Thee through 
Jesus ; I humbly ask every blessing and grace 
through Jesus. May I lead a holy life and die a 
good death. My Jesus, mercy. My Jesus, mercy. 
My Jesus, mercy. 

The Consecration bell rings again three times. The 
Priest is now changing the wine into our Lord's Precious 
Blood. He says over the wine: "This is my Blood," 
and the wine itself is no longer in the Chalice, but the 
Blood of our Lord is there instead. Bow down and pray. 

Prayer. 

Hail, Sacred Blood, flowing from the Wounds 
of Jesus Christ, and washing away the sins of the 
world. O cleanse, sanctify, and keep my soul, 
that nothing may ever separate me from Thee. 
Eternal Father ! through the death of Thy Son 

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Jesus on the Cross, and through the shedding- of 
His precious Blood, have mercy on me and on all 
Thy creatures. Amen. 

AFTER THE ELEVATION. 

We firmly believe that Jesus Christ is now present on 
the Altar. He has come to us for our good — to hear us 
tell Him what we want, and to help us. Remember His 
own words, "Ask and you shall receive," and pray with 
all your heart." 

Prayer. 

O Jesus, who after Thy death upon the Cross 
Avast laid in the grave and didst raise Thyself to 
life on the third day, help me to keep my soul in 
the life of grace. Help me so to live that on the 
last day I may rise in glory and be happy with 
Thee in heaven. 

PRAYER FOR THE DEAD. 

As soon as our Lord died, His blessed Soul went down 
into Limbo, to comfort the saints of the Old Law who 
were waiting to be set free. Let us not forget the poor 
-souls in Purgatory, but ask Him to set them free from 
their dreadful pains. 

Prayer. 

Be mindful, O Lord, of Thy servants, who are 
gone before us, with the sign of faith, and sleep in 
the sleep of peace. O most merciful Lord Jesus, 
give unto them eternal rest. 

Say the name of your friends for whom you wish to 
pray, especially those lately dead. 

To these, O Lord, and to all that rest in Christ, 
grant, we beseech Thee, a place of refreshment, 
light, and peace. Through the same Christ our 
Lord. Amen. 

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Here, striking Jiis breast and raising his voice, the Priest 
says Nobis quoque peccatoribus. 

Prayer. 

And to us sinners, O Lord, also show mercy 
and admit us to the happy company of Saints, not 
considering what we deserve, but forgiving us all 
our sins. We ask this favor of Thee, through Christ 
our Lord. It is through Him Thou givest us every 
good thing. And through Him and with Him and 
in Him be to Thee, God the Father Almighty, in 
the unity of the Holy Ghost, all honor and glory. 
For ever and ever. Amen, 

THE PATER NOSTER: "OUR FATHER." 

The Priest is going to speak to God in our Lord's own 
words. Say the Our Father with Jiim, and add a Hail 
Mary for the conversion of sinners. 

The Priest continues: 

Deliver us, we beseech Thee, O Lord, from all 
evils, past, present, and to come; and by the 
prayers of the Blessed Virgin Mary and all the 
Saints, mercifully grant peace in our days, that 
with Thy help we may be always free from sin and 
safe from harm. Through the same Jesus Christ 
Thy Son, our Lord, who with Thee, in the unity 
of the Holy Ghost, liveth and reigneth God. 

Then he says aloud: 

World without end. Amen. 

May the peace of the Lord be always with you. 

And with thy spirit. 

Breaking the Host, the Priest puts a part of it into the 
Chalice. 

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Prayer. 

Thy Body was broken and Thy Blood was shed 
for us ! Grant O sweet Jesus, that we, who receive 
Thee in this Holy Sacrament, may ever believe in 
Thee, and hope in Thee, and love Thee more and 
more. Amen. 

AGNUS DEI: "LAMB OF GOD." 

God is so glorious in heaven, so powerful on earth, and 
so terrible in hell! But here He comes mild and gentle 
as a lamb, full of sweetness and humility. He comes to 
take away the sins of. the world, and chiefly our own. 
How good He is! 

Strike your breast and say: 

Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the 
world, have mercy on us. 

Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the 
world, have mercy on us. 

Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the 
world, grant us peace. 

In Masses for the Dead, the Priest says, "Dona eis 
requiem," "Give them eternal rest." 

PREPARATION FOR HOLY COM- 
MUNION. 

Lord Jesus Christ, who saidst to Thy Apostles, 
Peace I leave with you, My peace I give unto you, 
look not upon my sins but upon the faith of Thy 
Church, and give her that peace which Thou dost 
love to see among her children : who livest and 
reignest God for ever and ever. Amen. 

Lord Jesus Christ, Son of the living God, who 
by the will of Thy Father, and by the power of 
the Holy Ghost, hast by Thy death given life to 
the world, deliver me, by this Thy most Sacred 
Body and Blood, from all my sins and from all 
evils ; and make me always follow Thy command- 

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ments, and never let me be separated from Thee : 
who, with the same God the Father and the Holy 
Ghost, livest and reignest God for ever and ever. 
Amen, 

May this Holy Communion, which I am about 
to receive, O Lord, keep my soul and body from 
all evil : who with God the Father, in the unity of 
the Holy Ghost, livest and reignest God for ever 
and ever. Amen. 

The Priest takes the Sacred Host in his hands, and says: 

I will take the Bread of Heaven, and call upon 
the name of the Lord. 

Then he strikes his breast three times, saying: 

Lord, I am not worthy that Thou shouldst enter 
under my roof; say but the word, and my soul 
shall be healed. (Say it three times.) 

The Server rings the bell. 

THE PRIESTS COMMUNION. 

Tlte Third Principal Part of the Mass. 

The Priest bows down and gives himself Holy Com- 
munion. This part of the Mass is not finished until he 
has received the Precious Blood in the Chalice. 

If you are obliged, through sickness or any other 
cause, to leave the church before the Priest has done 
this, you must take care, on Sundays or Holydays of 
Obligation, to hear another Mass if you can, for the first 
one does not count for your Mass of Obligation. 

During this time, if you are not going to receive Holy 
Communion make a 

SPIRITUAL COMMUNION. 
This means to wish to receive our Lord. 

Prayer. 
My Jesus, I believe that Thou art truly and 
really present in the Sacrament of the Altar. I 

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adore Thee ; I love Thee ; come into my heart. 
May the Body of our Lord Jesus Christ preserve 
my soul to life everlasting. 

After a short pause, in which he is speaking quietly to 
our Lord, the, priest says: 

Prayer. 

What shall I give to the Lord for all. that He 
hath given me? I will take the Chalice of salva- 
tion, and call upon the Name of the Lord. Prais- 
ing I will call upon the Lord, and I shall be saved 
from my enemies. 

While the Priest drinks the Chalice, think of the power 
of the Precious Blood to take away all sin* 

Prayer. 

Dear Jesus, wash my soul in Thy Precious Blood. 
May the Blood of our Lord Jesus Christ preserve 
my soul to life everlasting. Eternal Father, I 
offer Thee the Precious ~ Blood of Jesus Christ in 
satisfaction for my sins, and for the needs of Thy 
Holy Church. Amen. 

FORM OF GIVING HOLY COMMUNION 
TO THE PEOPLE. 

Those who are going to receive Holy Communion go 
up to the Altar-rails when the bell rings the last time at 
the Domine non sum dignus. As soon as the Priest's 
Communion is finished, and the Server has said the "I 
confess," the Priest turns to the communicants, and says: 

May the Almighty God have mercy upon you, 
and, forgiving you your sins, bring you to life 
everlasting. Amen. 

Making the sign of the Cross over them, he says: 

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May the Almighty and merciful Lord grant us 
pardon, absolution, and forgiveness of our sins. 
Amen. 

Then the Priest takes the Ciborium — the cup or vessel 
containing the Blessed Sacrament — and, holding up the 
Blessed Sacrament, turns again to the people, saying: 

Behold the Lamb of God; behold Him who 
taketh away the sins of the world. 

Lord, I am not worthy that Thou shouldst enter 
under my roof; say but the word, and my soul 
shall be healed. 

This prayer is repeated three times. Strike your breast 
each time. 

The Priest now goes down the altar steps and places the 
Blessed Sacrament on the tongue of each communicant, 
saying : 

May the body of our Lord Jesus Christ preserve 
thy soul to life everlasting. Amen. 

While the Priest is giving Holy Communion say the 
Rosary, or Litany of the Holy Name, or any other prayers. 

THE ABLUTIONS. 

The Communion of the faithful being over, the Priest 
holds out the Chalice to the Server, who pours wine into 
it, zvhich the Priest drinks, saying: 

Prayer. 

Grant, O Lord, that what we have taken with our 
mouth we may receive with a pure mind ; and may 
it do us good both for time and eternity. Amen. 

Then the Server pours wine and water over the fingers 
of the Priest. 

Prayer. 

May Thy Body, O Lord, which I have received, 
and Thy Blood, which I have drunk, remain with 

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me; and grant that no stain of sin may be left on 
my soul, which has been fed with such pure and 
holy Sacraments : who livest and reignest one God, 
world without end. Amen. 

The Priest now wipes the chalice and covers it with the 
veil. He then reads the' prayers called the Communion 
and the Post-Communion. 



COMMUNION. 

My God, I thank Thee for all Thou hast done 
for me. In return for all Thy mercies I wish never 
more to displease Thee. Make me wholly Thine, 
and let me always love Thee more and more. 

• POST-COMMUNION. 

Jesus, meek and humble of heart, make my heart 
like unto Thine. O Sacred Heart of Jesus, I im- 
plore that I may love Thee daily more and more. 
O Mary, conceived without sin, pray for us who 
have recourse to thee. St. Joseph, friend of the 
Sacred Heart, pray for us. 

Afterwards the Priest turns again to the people, 
and says: 

The Lord be with you. And with thy spirit. 
Go; the Victim has been offered. Thanks be to 
God. 

Or, in Lent and Advent: 

Let us bless the Lord. Thanks be to God. 

Or, in Masses for the Dead: 
May they rest in peace. Amen. 
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The Priest, bowing down before the Altar, says: 
Prayer. 

O Holy Trinity, let what I have done be pleas- 
ing to Thee; and grant that the sacrifice which I, 
though unworthy, have offered up in the sight of 
Thy Majesty may be accepted by Thee; and 
through Thy mercy may I, and all for whom it has 
been offered, receive forgiveness of our sins : 
through Christ our Lord. Amen. 

He now kisses the Altar, and then turning to the people 
blesses them, making over them the sign of the Cross. 

May Almighty God, the Father, f Son, and Holy 
Ghost, bless you. 

In Masses for the dead the Blessing is not given, show- 
ing that the Church does not claim the same power over 
the dead as she does over the living. We can pray for the 
dead, but their deliverance is entirely in the hands of God. 

Going to the Gospel side while the people rise, he says: 

The Lord be with you. And with thy spirit. 

THE LAST GOSPEL. 

The beginning f of the holy Gospel according 
to St. John. 

Glory be to Thee, O Lord. 

In the beginning w r as the Word, and the Word 
was with God, and the Word was God : the same 
was in the beginning with God. All things were 
made by Him, and without Him was made noth- 
ing that was made : in Him was life, and the life 
was the light of men : and the light shineth in the 
darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it. 

There was a man sent from God, whose name 
was John. This man came for a witness, to give 
testimony of the light, that all men might believe 
through him. He was not the light, but came to 
give testimony of the light. He was the true light 

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which enlighteneth every man that cometh into 
this world. 

He was in the world, and the world was made 
by Him, and the world knew Him not. He came 
unto His own, and His own received Him not. 
But as many as received Him, to them He gave the 
power to become the sons of God : to those that 
believe in His name, who are born, not of blood, 
nor of the will of flesh, nor of the will of man, but 
of God. And the Word was made flesh 
[Here the Priest and people kneel down], and 
dwelt among us; and we saw His glory, as it 
were the glory of the Only-Begotten of the 
Father, full of grace and truth. 

Thanks be to God. 

PRAYERS. 

•Ordered by our Holy Father, Pope Leo XIII., to be 
said kneeling, after the celebration of Low Mass, in 
all Churches in the world. 

Hail Mary, etc., to be said thrice by the Priest 
and people. 

Hail, holy Queen, Mother of Mercy; our life 
our sweetness, and our hope ! To thee do we cry, 
poor banished children of Eve ; to thee do we 
send up our sighs, mourning and weeping in this 
valley of tears. Turn, then, most gracious Advo- 
cate, thine eyes of mercy towards us; and after 
this our exile show unto us the blessed fruit of 
thy womb, Jesus ; O clement, O loving, O sweet 
Virgin Mary. 

V. Pray for us, O holy Mother of God. 

R. That we may be made worthy of the prom- 
ises of Christ. 

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LET US PRAY. 

O God, our refuge and our strength, look down- 
in mercy on Thy people who cry to Thee; and 
by the intercession of the glorious and immaculate 
Virgin Mary, Mother of God, of Saint Joseph her 
spouse, of Thy blessed Apostles Peter and Paul, 
and of all the Saints, in mercy and goodness hear 
our prayers for the conversion of sinners, and for 
the liberty and exaltation of our Holy Mother the 
Church. Through Christ our Lord. Amen. 

Holy Michael, Archangel, defend us in the day 
of battle ; be our safeguard against the wickedness 
and snares of the devil. May God rebuke him, we 
humbly pray; and do thou, Prince of the heavenly 
host, by the power of God thrust down to hell 
Satan and all wicked spirits, who wander through 
the world for the ruin of souls. Amen, 

Our Holy Father, Pope Leo XIII., grants to all 
those who recite the above prayers an Indulgence 
of three hundred days. 



Jlratjms far ifolg (Eommmtum 

1. Say these Prayers slowly, a few words at a time. 

2. It is well to stop after every few words that they 
may sink into the heart. 

3. Each prayer may be said several times. 

BEFORE HOLY COMMUNION. 

Prayer for Help. — O my God, help me to make 
a good Communion. Mary, my dearest Mother, 
pray to Jesus for me. My dear Angel Guardian,, 
lead me to the Altar of God. 

Act of Faith. — O God, because Thou hast said 
it, I believe that I shall receive the Sacred Body 
of Jesus Christ to eat, and His precious Blood to 

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drink. My God, I believe this with all my heart. 

Act of Humility. — My God, I confess that I am 
a poor sinner; I am not worthy to receive the 
Body and Blood of Jesus on account of my sins. 
Lord, I am not worthy that Thou shouldst enter 
under my roof; say but the word, and my soul 
shall be healed. 

Act of Sorrow. — My God, I detest all the sins 
of my life. I am sorry for them, because they 
have offended Thee, my God, who art so good. I 
resolve never to commit sin any more. My good 
God, pity me, have mercy on me, forgive me. 

Act of Adoration. — Jesus, great God, present 
on the Altar, I bow down before Thee, I adore 
Thee. 

Act of Love and Desire. — Sweet Jesus, I love 
Thee. I desire with all my heart to receive Thee. 
Most sweet Jesus, come into my poor soul, and 
give me Thy Flesh to eat and Thy Blood to drink. 
Give me Thy whole Self, Body, Blood, Soul, and 
Divinity, that I may live for ever with Thee. 

AFTER HOLY COMMUNION. 

Act of Faith. — O Jesus, I believe that I have re- 
ceived Thy Flesh to eat and Thy Blood to drink, 
because Thou hast said it, and Thy word is true. 

Act of Adoration. — O Jesus, my God, my Crea- 
tor, I adore Thee, because from Thy Hands I 
came and with Thee I am to be happy for ever. 

Act of Humility. — O Jesus, I am but dust and 
ashes, and yet Thou hast come to me, and my 
poor heart may speak to Thee. 

Act of Love. — Sweet Jesus, I love Thee; I love 
Thee with all my heart. Thou knowest that I love 
Thee, and wish to love Thee daily more and more. 

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Act of Thanksgiving. — My good Jesus, I thank 
Thee with all my heart. How good, how kind 
Thou art to me, sweet Jesus. Blessed be Jesus in 
the most Holy Sacrament of the Altar. 

Act of Offering. — O Jesus, receive my poor 
offering. Jesus, Thou hast given Thyself to me, 
and now let me give myself to Thee : 

I give Thee my body, that it may be chaste and 
pure. 

I give Thee my soul, that it may be free from 
sin. 

I give Thee my heart, that it may always love 
Thee. 

I give Thee every breath that I shall breathe, 
and especially my last ; I give Thee myself in life 
and in death, that I may be Thine for ever and 
ever. 

O Jesus, wash away my sins with Thy precious 
Blood. 

O Jesus, the struggle against temptation is not 
yet finished. My Jesus, when temptation comes 
near me, make me strong against it. In the mo- 
ment of temptation may I always say, "Jesus, 
mercy! Mary, help!" 

O Jesus, may I lead a good life; may I die a 
happy death. May I receive Thee before I die. 
May I say when I am dying, "Jesus, Mary, Joseph, 
I give you my heart and my soul." 

Listen now for a moment to Jesus Christ; perhaps He 
has something to say to you. There may be some promise 
you have made and broken, which He wishes you to make 
again and keep. Answer Jesus in your heart, and tell 
Him all your troubles. Then pray for others. 

O Jesus, have mercy on Thy Holy Church ; take 
care of it. 

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O Jesus, have pity on poor sinners, and save 
them from hell. 

O Jesus, bless my father, my mother, my broth- 
ers and sisters, and all I ought to pray for, as Thy 
Heart knows how to bless them. 

O Jesus, have pity on the poor souls in Purga- 
tory, and give them eternal rest. 

Sweet Jesus, I am going away for a time, but I 
trust not without Thee. Thou art with me by Thy 
grace. I will never leave Thee by mortal sin. I 
do not fear to do so, though I am so weak, be- 
cause I have such hope in Thee. Give me grace 
to persevere. Amen. 

INDULGENCED PRAYER. 

Behold, O kind and most 
sweet Jesus, I cast myself on 
my knees in Thy sight, and 
with the most fervent desire 
of my soul I pray and beseech 
Thee that Thou wouldst im- 
press upon my heart lively sen- 
timents of faith, hope, and 
charity, with true repentance 
for my sins, and a firm desire 
of amendment, while with deep affection and 
grief of soul I ponder within myself and men- 
tally contemplate Thy five most precious wounds ; 
having before my eyes that which David spake in 
prophecy : "They pierced My hands and My feet ; 
they have numbered all My bones." 

Say also five times the Our Father and Hail Mary 
for the Pope and the Church. 



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EACH MORN AND EVE, KING 

OF HEAVEN! 

(Introductory Hymn.) 

By I. Williams. 

i 

Z^Jf ACH morn and eve, O King of Heaven, 

vJA To Thee our voices glad we raise; 

To Thee, sole Author of all good, 

We give our hearts in hymns of praise. 

Chorus. 

When twilight falls, when day returns, 
May all the earth Thy praises sing; 

When twilight falls, when day returns, 
May all the earth Thy praises sing. 

2 

To His own likeness are we made, 

His bounteous gifts to us are given; 
Then let our grateful eyes be raised 

To Him, our God, who reigns in Heaven. 

— Chorus. 
3 
The restful darkness of the night, 

The sunshine, gilding sea and land, 
Our daily bread to nourish life, 

/^re blessings from His loving hand. 

— Chorus. 
4 
From His great love, my heart He made 

To love Him through eternity; 
Oh! mortal, couldst thou wish for more; 
Couldst ask a sweeter destiny? 

— Chorus. 

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Afotmtf 



2 

COME, COME, EMMANUEL. 

(Veni, Veni, Emmanuel.) 

Tr. Dr. J. M. Neale. 

i 

OCOME, O come, Emmanuel, 
And ransom captive Israel ; 
That mourns in lonely exile here, 
Until the Son of God appear. 

Chorus. 
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel 
Shall come to thee, O Israel! 

2 

O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free 
Thine own from Satan's tyranny ; » 

From depths of hell Thy people save, 
And give them vict'ry o'er the grave. 

— Chorus. 

3 
O come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheer 
Our spirits by Thine Advent here ; 
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night, 
And death's dark shadows put to flight. 

— Chorus. 

4 
O come, Thou Key of David, come, 
And open wide our heav'nly home; 
Make safe the way that leads on high, 
And close the path to misery. — Chorus. 

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s 

O come, O come, Thou Lord of might, 
Who to Thy tribes, on Sinai's height, 
In ancient times didst give the law, 
In cloud, and majesty, and awe. — Chorus. 



3 

Same as No. 2. 

Chorus. 

Rejoice! Rejoice! O Israel, 
To thee shall come Emmanuel ! 



SING, OH! SING WITH EXUL- 
TATION! 

Chorus. 

^ING, oh ! sing with exultation, 
Haste we to our Father's home, 
Peace, redemption, joy, salvation, 
Now from heav'n to earth are come. 

1 

See, He comes ! Whom ev'ry nation, 

Taught of God desired to see, 
Filled with hope and expectation, 
That He would their Saviour be., 

— Chorus. 
2 

See, He comes! Whom kings and sages, 

Prophets, patriarchs of old, 
Distant climes and countless ages, 

Waited eager to behold. — Chorus. 

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3 
See, the Lamb of God appearing, 

God of God, from Heaven above ! 
See the heav'nly Bridegroom cheering 
His dear Bride with words of love. 

— Chorus. 
Final Chorus. 

Glory to th' Eternal Father, 
Glory to th' Incarnate Son, 

Glory to the Holy Spirit, 
Glory to the Three in One ! 



5 

HARK! AN AWFUL VOICE IS 
SOUNDING. 

By Rev. E. Caswall. 

i 

GARK! an awful voice is sounding; 
"Christ is nigh !" it seems to say ; 
"Cast away the dream of darkness, 
O ye children of the day!" 

Chorus. 
Lo ! the Lamb, so long expected, 

Comes with pardon down from heav'n: 
Let us haste, with tears of sorrow, 

One and all to be forgiv'n. 

2 

Startled at the solemn warning, 
Let the earth-bound soul arise; 

Christ, her Sun, all sloth dispelling, 
Shines upon the morning skies. — Cho. 

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3 
So, when next He comes with glory, 

Wrapping all the earth in fear, 
May He then, as our Defender, 

On the clouds of heav'n appear. — Cho. 

4 
Honor, glory, virtue, merit, 

To the Father and the Son, 
With the co-eternal Spirit, 

While eternal ages run. — Cho. 



6 

CREATOR OF THE STARRY 
HEIGHT. 

(Creator alme siderutn.) 

Tr. Dr. J. M. Neale. 

i 

CREATOR of the starry height, 
Thy people's everlasting light; 
Jesus, Redeemer, save us all, 
And hear Thy servants when they call. 

2 

Thou, grieving that the ancient curse 
Should doom to death an universe, 
Hast found the med'cine full of grace, 
To save and heal a ruin'd race. 

3 

Thou cam'st the Bridegroom of the Bride, 
As drew the world to ev'ning tide; 
Proceeding from a Virgin shrine, 
The spotless Victim all divine. 

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«4 
At Whose dread Name, majestic now, 
All knees must bend, all hearts must bow, 
And things celestial Thee shall own, 
And things terrestrial, Lord, alone. 

5 
O Thou Whose coming is with dread 
To judge the living and the dead, 
Preserve us, while we dwell below, 
From ev'ry insult of the foe. 

6 

To Him who comes the world to free, 
To God the Son, all glory be; 
To God the Father, as is meet, 
To God the blessed Paraclete. 



7 

COME, THOU REDEEMER OF THE 
EARTH. 

{Invocation.) 

i 

GOME, Thou Redeemer of the earth, 
Come testify Thy virgin Birth; 
All lands admire, all times applaud ; 
Such is the birth that fits a God. 



Begotten of no human will, 
But of the Spirit, mystic still, 
The Word of God, in flesh arrayed, 
The promised fruit to man displayed. 

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3 
The Virgin's womb that burden gained 
With Virgin honor all unstained: 
The banners there of virtue glow : 
God in His Temple dwells below. 

4 
O equal to the Father, Thou! 
Gird on Thy fleshly mantle now ! 
The weakness of our mortal state, 
With deathless might invigorate. 

5 

Thy cradle here shall glitter bright, 
And darkness breathe a newer light, 
Where endless faith shall shine serene,. 
And twilight never intervene. 



(EljnatmaBttte 



8 

SEE, AMID THE WINTER'S SNOW. 
By Rev. E. Caswall. 



/SSEE ! amid the winter's snow, 
TSzJ Born for us on earth below ; 
See! the tender Lamb appears, 
Promised from eternal years ! 

Chorus. 

Hail! thou ever-blessed morn! 
Hail ! Redemption's happy dawn ! 
Sing through all Jerusalem, 
Christ is born in Bethlehem ! 

2 
Lo, within a manger lies, 
He who built the starry skies ; 
He w r ho throned in height sublime, 
Sits amid the Cherubim! — Chorus. 

3 
Sacred Infant, all divine, 
What a tender love was Thine; 
Thus to come from highest bliss, 
Down to such a world as this ! — Cho. 

4 
Teach, O teach us, Holy Child, 
By Thy face so meek and mild, 
Teach us to resemble Thee, 
In Thy sweet humility! — Cho. 

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5 

Virgin Mother, Mary, blest, 
By the joys that fill thy breast, 
Pray for us, that we may prove 
Worthy of the Saviour's love. — Cho. 



9 

ANGELS WE HAVE HEARD ON 
HIGH. 

{Gloria in excelsis Deo.) 

By Bishop Chadwick. 

i 

HNGELS we have heard on high, 
Sweetly singing o'er our plains^ 
And the mountains in reply 

Echo back their joyous strains: 

Chorus. 
"Gloria in excelsis Deo!" {twice.) 



Shepherds, why this jubilee? 

Why your rapturous strain prolong? 
Say, what may the tidings be, 

Which inspire your heav'nly song? 

Chorus. 
"Gloria in excelsis Deo!" {twice.) 

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3 

Come to Bethlehem and see 

Him whose birth the angels sing ; 

Come adore on bended knee, 

Christ, the Lord, the newborn King. 

Chorus. 
"Gloria in excelsis Deo!" (twice.) 

4 
See, w T ithin a manger laid, 

Jesus, Lord of heav'n and earth ! 
Mary, Joseph, lend your aid, 

To acclaim the Saviour's birth. 

Chorus. 
"Gloria in excelsis Deo!" (twice.) 



10 

WHAT LOVELY INFANT CAN 
THIS BE? 



ij^HAT lovely Infant can this be, 
\\J That in the little crib I see? 
So sweetly on the straw it lies, 
It must have come from Paradise. 



Who is that Lady kneeling by, 
And gazing on so tenderly? 
.Oh ! that is Mary, ever blest, 
How full of joy her holy breast. 

4 s 



3 
What man is that who seems to smile, 
And looks so blissful all the while? 
Tis holy Joseph, good and true, 
The Infant makes him happy, too. . 

4 
Who are those people kneeling down, 
AVith crooked sticks and hands so brown? 
The shepherds from the mountain top, 
The little angels woke them up. 

5 

What makes the crib so bright and clear? 
What voices sing so sweetly here? 
Ah ! see behind the window pane, 
The little angels looking in. 

6 

Hail, holy cave ! though dark thou be, 
The world is lighted up from thee; 
Hail, Holy Babe, Creation stands, 
And moves upon Thy little hands. 



11 

WITH HEARTS TRULY GRATEFUL. 
(Ad est e Fideles.) 

i 

>¥^ITH hearts truly grateful, 
\Ls Come all ye faithful, 
To Jesus, to Jesus in Bethlehem; 
See Christ, your Saviour, 
Heaven's greatest favor. 

4Q 



Let's hasten to adore Him; 
Let's hasten to adore Him; 
Let's hasten to adore Him; 
Our God and King. 

2 

God to God equal; • 
Light of Light eternal ; 
Carried in Virgin's ever spotless womb. 
He all preceded, 
Begotten, not created. 
Let's hasten, etc. 

3 
Angels now praise Him, 
Loud their voices raising; 
The heavenly mansions with joy now ring: 
To Him Who's most holy 
Be honor, praise and glory; 
Let's hasten, etc. 

4 
To Jesus, this day born, 
Grateful homage return ; 
'Tis He, who all heavenly gifts does bring; 
Word increated, 
To our flesh united; 
Let's hasten, etc. 

S 

We, joyfully singing, 

Grateful tributes bringing, 

Praise Him, and bless Him in heavenly 

hymns. 
Angels implore Him, 
Seraphs fall before Him ; 

Let's hasten, etc. 
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12 

GOD, AN INFANT BORN TO-DAY. 
By Rev. Fr. Edmund, H. of M. 

i 

eOD, an infant born to-day ! 
Born to live, to die for me! 
Bow, my soul : adoring say : 

"Lord, I live, I die for Thee." 
Humble then, but fearless, rise; 
Seek the manger where He lies, (bis.) 

2 

Hail, my Jesus, Lord of might ! 

Here in tiny, helpless hand 
Thy creation's infinite, 

Holding like a grain of sand! 
Hail, my Jesus, all my own, 
Mine as if but mine alone. (bis.) 

3 
Hail, my Lady, full of grace! 

Maiden-mother, hail to thee! 
Poring o'er the radiant face, 

Thine a voiceless ecstasy. 
Yet, sweet Mother, let me dare 
Join the homage of thy prayer. (bis.) 

4 
Joseph, hail — of gentlest power! 

Shadow of the Father thou ; 
Thine to shield in danger's hour 

Whom thy presence comforts now. 
Mary trusts to thee her Child; 
He, His Mother undefiled. (bis.) 

5i 



5 
J esus, Mary, Joseph, hail ! 

Saddest year its Christmas brings ; 
Comes the faith that cannot fail, 

Come the shepherds and the kings, 
Gold and myrrh and incense sweet 
Come to worship at your feet! (bis.) 



13 

BETHLEHEM! OF NOBLEST CITIES. 

(0 sola magnarum urbium.) 

Tr. Rev. E. Caswall. 



©ETHLEHEM ! of noblest cities 
None can once with thee compare ; 
Thou alone the Lord from Heaven 
Didst for us Incarnate bear. 



Fairer than the sun at morning 
Was the star that told His birth, 

To the lands their God announcing 
His beneath a form of earth. 

3 

By its lambent beauty guided, 
See, the Eastern kings appear; 

See them bend, their gifts to offer — 
Gifts of incense, gold, and myrrh. 

5* 



Solemn things of mystic meaning! 

Incense doth the God disclose; 
Gold a royal child proclaimeth ; 

Myrrh a future tomb foreshows. 

5 

Holy Jesus! in Thy brightness 
To the Gentile world display'd! 

With the Father, and the Spirit, 
Praise eterne to Thee be paid. 



14 

CRUEL HEROD! WHY THUS 
FEAR? 

(Crudelis H erodes Deum.) 

Tr. Rev. E. Caswall. 



O CRUEL Herod ! why thus fear 
Thy King and God, who comes below ? 
No earthly crown comes He to take, 
Who heav'nly kingdoms doth bestow. 



The wiser Magi see the star, 
And follow as it leads before; 

By its pure ray they seek the Light, 
And with their gifts, that Light adore. 

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3 

Behold at length the heavenly Lamb 
Baptized in Jordan's sacred flood ; 

There consecrating by His touch 
Water to cleanse us in His blood. 



But Cana saw her glorious Lord 
Begin His miracles divine; 

When water, reddening at His word, 
Flow'd forth obedient in wine. 



To Thee, O Jesus, who Thyself, 

Hast to the Gentile world displayed, 

Praise, with the Father evermore, 
And with the Holy Ghost, be paid. 



15 

O JESUS, THOU THE BEAUTY ART. 

(Jesu decus Angelicum.) 

By Rev. E. Caswall. 



O JESUS, Thou the Beauty art 
Of angel worlds above; 
Thy Name is music to the heart, 
Inflaming it with love. 

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Chorus. 

O Jesus Thou the Beauty art, 

Of angel worlds above; 
Thy Name is music to the heart, 

Inflaming it with love, (twice. ) 



Celestial sweetness unalloyed! 

Who eat Thee, hunger still ; 
Who drink of Thee still fpel a void, 

Which naught but Thou can fill. 

— Chorus, 



O dearest Jesus ! hear the sighs 
Which unto Thee I send ! 

To Thee, mine inmost spirit cries, 
My being's hope and end ! — Cho. 



Stay with us, Lord, and with Thy light 

Illume the soul's abyss; 
And scatter darkness, scatter night, 

And fill the world with bliss. — Cho. 



O Jesus ! spotless virgin flower, 

Adored on bended knee, 
To Thee be praise and joy and power 

Through all eternity. — Chorus. 

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16 

JESUS, THE ONLY THOUGHT OF 
THEE. 

(Jesu, dulcis Memoria.) 

Tr. Rev. E. Caswall. 



^"YESUS, the only thought of Thee 
V^A* With sweetness fills my breast; 
But sweeter far it is to see 

And on Thy beauty feast! 
No sound, no harmony so gay 

Can art of music frame; 
No words, nor even thought can say, 

The sweets of Thy blest Name. 

2 

Jesus, our hope, when we repent, 

Sweet source of all our grace; 
Sole comfort in our banishment, 

Oh, what when face to face ! 
Jesus, that Name inspires my mind 

With springs of life and light; 
More than I ask in Thee I find, 

And languish with delight. 

3 
No art or eloquence of man 

Can tell the joys of love; 
Only the saints can understand 

What they in Jesus prove. 
Jesus, our only joy be Thou, 

As Thou our prize wilt be; 
Jesus, be Thou our glory now 

And through eternity. 

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17 

O JESUS, JESUS, DEAREST LORD! 

(Deus mens et omnia.) 

By Rev. Fr. Faber. 

i 

O JESUS, Jesus ! dearest Lord ! 
Forgive me if I say 
For very love Thy Sacred Name 

A thousand times a day. 
I love Thee so, I know not how 

My transports to control; 
Thy love is like a burning fire 
Within my very soul. 

2 

O wonderful ! that Thou shouldst let 

So vile a heart as mine, 
Love Thee with such a loye as this, 

And make so free with Thine. 
The craft of this wide world of ours, 

Poor wisdom seems to me; 
Ah ! dearest Jesus, I have grown 

Childish with love of Thee. 

3 
O Light in darkness, joy in grief, 

O heaven begun on earth! 
Jesus, my Love ! my Treasure ! who 

Can tell what Thou art worth ? 
For Thou to me art all in all, 

^ly honor and my wealth, 
My heart's desire, my body's strength, 

My soul's eternal health. 

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4 
O Jesus, Jesus! sweetest Lord! 

What art Thou not to me? 
Each hour brings joy before unknown, 

Each day new liberty! 
Eurn, burn, O Love ! within my heart, 

Burn fiercely night and day, 
Till all the dross of earthly loves 

Is burned and burned away. 



18 

THOU LOVING MAKER OF 
MANKIND. 

(Audi, benigne Conditor.) 

By Rev. E. Caswall. 

i 

^HOU loving Maker of mankind, 
^/ Before Thy throne we pray and weep ; 
Oh, strengthen us with grace divine, 
Duly this sacred time to keep. 

2 

Great Judge of hearts ! Thou dost discern 
Our ills, and all our weakness know; 

Again to Thee with tears we turn; 
Again to us Thy mercy show. 

3 

Much have we sinned; but we confess 
Our guilt, and all our faults deplore; 

Oh, for the praise of Thy great Name, 
Our fainting souls to health restore. 

4 
And grant us, while by fasts we strive 

This mortal body to control, 
To fast from all the food of sin, 

And so to purify the soul. 

5 
Hear us, O Trinity thrice blest; 

Sole Unity, to Thee we cry ; 
Vouchsafe us from these fasts below 

To reap immortal fruit on high. 

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19 

IT IS A JOY OF HEAVENLY BIRTH. 

i 
**TTT is a joy of heav'nly birth, 
^M^ More bright than all the joys of earth, 
When on the sinner's trembling head 
The kindly dews of heav'n are shed. 

2 

When his deep shame and silent tears 
Efface the stain, the guilt of years ; 
And that dark soul in mercy's glow 
Shines whiter than the driven snow. 

3 
When earth's discordant passions cease, 
He feels at last the threefold peace ; 
Peace with the world, its wrongs forgiven, 
Peace with himself, and peace with Heaven. 

4 
Contrition, peace, and light divine! 
O Jesus! how shall these be mine, 
Unless Thou Who alone canst give 
Wilt say the word and bid me live ? 

20 

NOW ARE THE DAYS OF 

HUMBLEST PRAYER. 

(Pater, audi nos.) 

By Rev. Fr. Faber. 

i 

QOW are the days of humblest pray'r, 
When consciences to God lie bare, 
And mercy most delights to spare, (twice.) 

6o 



Cho. — Oh, hearken when we cry*, 

Chastise us with Thy fear; 
Yet, Father, in the multitude 
Of Thy compassions, hear! 



Oh, happy time of blessed tears, 
Of surer hopes, of chast'ning fears, 
Undoing all our evil years, (twice.) 

— Chorus. 
3 
Full long in sin's dark ways we went, 
Yet now our steps are heavenward bent, 
And grace is plentiful in Lent, (twice.) 

— Chorus. 
4 
The feast of penance! Oh, so bright, 
With true conversion's heavenly light, 
Like sunrise after stormy night! (twice). 

— Chorus. 



21 

JESUS, EVER LOVING SAVIOUR. 
(Holy Family Hymns.) 



^"YESUS, ever loving Saviour, 
v^ Thou didst live and die for me, 
Living, I will live to love Thee, 

Dying, I will die for Thee. 
By Thy life and death of sorrow, 

Help me in my agony. 

6i 



2 

When the last dread hour, approaching, 
Fills my guilty soul with fear, 

All my sins rise up before me, 
All my virtues disappear. 

Turn not Thou in, anger from me ; 
Mary, Joseph, then be near. 

3 
Kindest Jesus, Thou wert standing 

By Thy foster-father's bed, 
While Thy Mother, softly praying, 

Held her dying Joseph's head. 
By that death, so calm and holy, 

Soothe me in that hour of dread. - 

4 
Jesus, when in cruel anguish 

Dying on the shameful Tree, 
All abandoned by Thy Father, 

Thou didst hang in agony; 
By these three long hours of sorrow, 

Thou didst purchase hope for me. 

5 
When the priest, with Holy Unction, 

Prays for mercy and for grace, 
May the tears of deep compunction, 

All my guilty stains efface ! 
Let me find in Thee a refuge, 

In Thy Heart a resting-place. 
6 
Oh, by all that Thou didst suffer, 

Grant me mercy in that day; 
Help me, Mary, my sw T eet Mother; 

Holy Joseph, near me stay. 
-Let me die my lips repeating 

"Jesus, mercy; Mary, pray!" 

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22 

O SACRED HEAD SURROUNDED! 
(Salve Caput Cruentatum.) 

i 

O SACRED Head surrounded 
By crown of piercing thorn ! 

bleeding Face, so wounded, 
Reviled, and put to scorn! 

Death's pallid hue comes o'er Thee, 

The glow of life decays, 
Yet angel hosts adore Thee, 

And tremble as they gaze. 

Sacred Head, etc. 

2 

1 see Thy strength and beauty 
All fading in the strife, 

And death with cruel duty 

Bereaving Thee of life ; 
O agony and dying! 

O love to sinners free ! 
Jesus, all grace supplying, 

O turn Thy face to me! 

1 see Thy strength, etc. 

3 
In this, Thy bitter passion, 

Good Shepherd, think of me, 
With Thy most sweet compassion, 

O turn Thy face to me. 
Beneath Thy Cross abiding, 

Forever would I rest, 
In Thy loved Face confiding, 

And with that vision blest. 
In this, etc. 

6 3 



23 

O JESUS, OPEN WIDE THY HEART. 

i 

O JESUS, open wide Thy Heart, 
And let me rest therein ; 
For weary is my stricken soul 
Of sorrow and of sin. 

Chorus. 

O Jesus, Jesus! Victim blest, 
What else but love divine 

Could Thee constrain to open thus 
That Sacred Heart of Thine. 

{twice). 

2 

O Veil of awful mystery ! 

O Temple all sublime! 
Thou, sanctuary, holier far 

Than that of olden time. — Cho. 



3 

O Font of endless life and joy! 

O Spring of waters clear ! 
O Flame celestial, cleansing all 

Who unto Thee draw near. — Cho. 



4 
Beneath this emblem of pure love, 

'Twas love Himself that died, 
And offered up Himself for us, 

A Victim crucified. — Cho. 

6 4 



5 
Blest Heart of Christ, in Thy dear 
Wound, 
The hidden depth we see, 
Of what we else could never know — 
His boundless charity .—Cho. 

6 

Oh, who of His redeemed, will Him 

Their mutual love refuse? 
Who would not rather in that Heart 

Their home eternal choose? — Cho. 



24 

FAITHFUL CROSS. 

{Crux Fidelis.) 

i 

HAITHFUL Cross, O Tree all beauteous, 
Tree all peerless and divine ! 
Not a grove on earth can show us 
Such a flow'r and leaf as thine. 
Sweet the nails and sweet the wood, 
Laden with so sweet a Load, {twice.) 



Lofty tree, bend down thy branches, 
To embrace thy sacred Load; 

Oh, relax the native tension 
Of that all too rigid wood. 

Gently, gently bear the members 

Of thy dying King and God. {twice.) 

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3 

Tree, which solely wast found worthy 
Th' world's great Victim to sustain ; 

Harbor from the raging tempest, 
Ark, that saved the world again! 

Tree, with sacred Blood anointed 

Of the Lamb for sinners slain. (twice.) 



25 

OVERWHELMED IN DEPTHS OF 
SORROW. 

(Saevo dolorum turbine.) 



OVERWHELMED in depths of sorrow, 
On the tree of pain and scorn, 
Hangeth bleeding the Redeemer, 
And with racking anguish torn. 

Chorus. 

Jesus, w r ho has caused Thy Passion, 
Who has nailed Thee to the cross? 

Oh, 'twas I who sinned and grieved Thee, 
I, who nailed Thee to the cross. 



See the nails, how cruelly piercing 
Hands and feet so tender rend; 

Down His face and down His body 
See His Sacred Blood descend.— Cho. 

66 



Hearken ! with what cry in dying 

Jesus' spirit takes its flight ! 
How it pierced the heart of Mary, 

How it wrapt her soul in night.— Cho. 



See the sun its light withdrawing 
And the heavens growing pale; 

Bursting rocks, the tombs that open, 
All their Maker's death bewail. ; — Cho. 



26 

SOUL OF JESUS, GUEST FOR ME. 
By M. S. Pine. 



JOUL of Jesus, Guest for me, 

In the Virgin's breast for me, 

God's Begotten Son! (bis.) 

All the manger shines o'er Thee, 

All of Heav'n inclines o'er Thee, 

O Thou glorious One! (bis.) 



Soul of Jesus, weighed for me 
'Neath the yew-tree's shade for me, 

Weighed with sins of mine; (bis.) 
Not a soul to wake with Thee, 
No brave heart to take with Thee, 

Thorns and Cross divine! (bis.) 

6 7 



3 
Soul of Jesus, clad for me 
In thy glory, glad for me 

At the Father's side; (bis.) 
Down from Heaven, O come to me, 
From Thy Altar-home to me, 

Make my soul Thy bride, (bis.) 

4 
Soul of Jesus, stay in me, 
Soul of Jesus, pray in me, 

Through the creeping hours, (bis.) 
Not a minute stray from Thee, 
All is sin away from Thee, 

Stay till shut of flowers, (bis.) 

5 

Soul of Jesus, light for me 
All the slumbering night for me, 

That my heart may still (bis.) 
Watch to breathe its love for Thee, 
Kept above all else for Thee, 

Drowned in Thy sweet Will! (bis.) 



27 

OH, COME AND MOURN. 

(Amor metis crucifixus est.) 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

i 

OH, come, and mourn with me awhile; 
See, Mary calls us to her side ; 
Oh, come and let us mourn with her : 
Jesus, our Love, is crucified! (bis.) 

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2 

Have we no tears to shed for Him, 
While soldiers scoff and Jews deride? 

Ah, look how patiently He hangs ; 
Jesus, our Love, is crucified! (bis.) 

3 

How fast His Hands and Feet are nailed; 

His blessed Tongue with thirst is tied ; 
His failing Eyes are blind with Blood ; 

Jesus, our Love, is crucified! (bis.) 

4 
Oh, break, oh, break, hard heart of mine ! 

Thy w r eak self-love and guilty pride 
His Pilate and His Judas were; 

Jesus, our Love, is crucified! (bis.) 

5 
O Love of God ! O Sin of Man ! 

In this dread act your strength is tried; 
And victory remains with Love. 

For He, our Love, is crucified! (bis.)' 



* 28 

AT THE CROSS HER STATION 
KEEPING. 

(Stabat Mater dolorosa.) 

Tr. Rev. E. Caswall. 



m 



the Cross her station keeping, 
Stood the mournful Mother, weeping, 
Close to Jesus to the last. 

6 9 



Through her heart, His sorrow sharing, 
All His bitter anguish bearing, 

Now at length the sword had passed. 

3 

Oh! how sad and sore distressed 
Was that Mother highly blessed 
Of that sole-begotten One! 

4 
Oh ! that silent, ceaseless mourning ! 
Oh ! those dim eyes never turning 
From that wond'rous, suffering Son ! 

5 
For His people's sins, the All-Holy 
There she saw, a Victim lowly, 
Bleed in torments — bleed and die! 

6 

Saw the Lord's Anointed taken ; 
Saw her Child in death forsaken; 
Heard His last expiring cry. 

7 

Those Five Wounds of Jesus, smitten, 
Mother, in my heart be written, 
Deeply as in thine they be. 



Thou, my Saviour's cross who bearest, 
Thou, thy Son's rebuke who sharest, 
Let me share them both with thee. 

70 



In the passion of my Maker 
Be my sinful soul partaker, 

Weep till death, and weep with thee. 



10 



Mine with thee be that sad station, 
There to watch the great salvation 
Wrought upon the atoning Tree. 



II 



Virgin thou of virgins fairest, 
May the bitter woe thou sharest 
* Make on me impression deep. 



12 



Thus Christ dying may I carry, 
With Him in His passion tarry, 
And His wounds in memory keep. 



13 

May His wounds transfix me wholly, 
May His cross and life-blood holy 
Ebriate my heart and mind. 



14 

Thus inflamed with pure affection 
In the Virgin's Son protection 
May I at the Judgment find. 

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29 

CHRISTIANS, WHO OF IESUS' 
SORROWS. 



GHRISTIANS, who of Jesus' sorrows, 
Come the doleful tale to hear, 
See what streams of blood flow for us, 

Blend, ah! blend at least a tear! 
Lo! for sins our own devoted, 

Bleeds the victim from on high, 
By his sufferings animated, 

For Him live and for Him die. 



In a lonely garden praying 

Conflicts rude oppress His soul ; 
Fear and hope His soul assailing 

Strive by turns His will to rule. 
Now doth fear command imperious, 

Now strong efforts love combines; 
Love at length prevails victorious, 

He to death Himself resigns. 

3 

Doom'd to death new Isaac willing, 

Loaded with the heavy tree, 
In His heart our sins bewailing, 

He ascends Mount Calvary. 
Lo ! His hands and feet are pierced through, 

On the bloody Cross He lies ; 
Streams of vital blood flow for you, 

Sinners, He's your Sacrifice. 

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4 
Now behold the Man of sorrows, 

On the Cross exalted high ; 
SufFring, bleeding, dying for us, 

Now .behold salvation nigh. 
Satan, our great foe, lies vanquished, 

Mary's seed has bruised his head ; 
Our redemption is accomplished, 

Jesus has our ransom paid. 

5 

He expires in sad convulsions; 

Nature comfortless bemoans ; 
Heav'n and earth and all creation 

Trembling echo doleful groans. 
Ah ! shall man a sight so wof ul, 

Mew alone with tearless eye? 
Grant, O Jesus! I may grateful, 

With Thee mourn and with Thee die. 



30 

See No. 29. 

31 

THE ROYAL BANNERS FOR- 
WARD GO. 

(Vexilla Regis prodeunt.) 

From V. Fortunatus. 

1 
I^JHE Royal Banners forward go; 
^/ The Cross shines forth in mystic glow ; 
Where He in Flesh, our flesh Who made, 
Our sentence bore, our ransom paid. 

73 • 



Behold His Hands, transfixed and torn I 
His bleeding Brow and Crown of thorn I 
The willing Sacrifice is slain, 
Redemption for mankind to gain. 

3 
There as He hangs, His sacred side 
By cruel spear is opened wide, 
And sheds forth Water mixed with Blood, 
A cleansing and a saving flood. . 

4 
Fulfilled is now what David told 
In true prophetic song of old: 
"Among the nations, God," said he, 
"Is. King.". He reigneth from the Tree. 

5 
O Tree of beauty! Tree of light! 
O Tree with royal purple dight ! 
What glory can with thine compare, 
Elect such Holy Limbs to bear! 

6 
Blest Tree, the balance where was weighed 
The Ransom for us sinners paid ; 
To take the guilt of man away, 
And spoil the spoiler of his prey. 

7 
O Lord, on this Thy Passion Day, 
Thy Cross we hail, our only stay ; 
In holy hearts fresh grace implant, 
And pardon to the sinner grant. 

74 



Salvation's spring, blest Trinity, 
Be praise to Thee through earth and sky, 
Who through the Cross hast victory given, 
Grant us its prize — a place in Heaven. 



32 

SING, MY TONGUE, THE SAVIOUR'S 
GLORY. 

(Pange Lingua Gloriosi.) 

Tr. Rev. E. Caswall. 



[ING, my tongue, the Saviour's glory; 
Tell His triumph, far and wide; 
Tell aloud the famous story 

Of His Body crucified; 
How upon the Cross a Victim, 
Vanquishing in death, He died. 



Eating of the tree forbidden, 
Man had sunk in Satan's snare, 

When his pitying Creator 

Did this second Tree prepare; 

Destined, many ages later, 
That first evil to repair. 

75 



Such the order God appointed 
When for sin He would atone; 

To the serpent thus opposing 

Schemes yet deeper than his own ; 

Thence the remedy procuring, 

Whence the fatal wound had come. 



4 

So, when at length the fullness 
Of the sacred time drew nigh, 

Then the Son who moulded all things 
Left His Father's throne on high; 

From a Virgin's womb appearing, 
Clothed in our mortality. 



5 

All within a lowly manger, 

Lo, a tender Babe He lies ! 
See His gentle Virgin Mother 

Lull to sleep His infant cries! 
While the Limbs of God Incarnate 

Round with swatching-bands she ties. 



6 
i 

Honor, blessing everlasting, 

To th' immortal Deity ! 
To the Father, Son, and Spirit, 

Praise be paid co-equally ! 
Glory through the earth and heaven, 

To the Threefold Unity ! 

7 6 



33 . 

ALL GLORY, LAUD AND HONOR. 

{Palm Sunday.) 

By Rev. Dr. J. M. Neale. 

i 
fTTLL glory, laud, and honor, 
5-1 To Thee, Redeemer King ! 
To whom the lips of children 

Made sweet Hosannas ring. 
Thou art the King of Israel, 

Thou David's Royal Son, 
Who in the Lord's Name comest, 

The King and Blessed One. 



The companies of angels 

Are praising Thee on high ; 
And mortal men, and all things 

Created, make reply. 
The children of the Hebrews 

With palms before Thee went: 
Our praise and prayer and anthems 

Before Thee we present. 

3 

To Thee, before Thy Passion, 

They raised their hymns of praise, 
To Thee, now throned in glory, 

Our melody we raise. 
Thou didst accept their praises: 

Accept the prayers we bring, 
Who in all good delightest, 

Thou good and gracious King, 

77 



4 
These palms shall signal for us 

Our victory o'er the foe ; 
That in the Conqueror's triumph 

This strain may ever flow : 
All glory, laud, and honor, 

To Thee, Redeemer, King! 
To Whom the lips of children 

Made sweet Hosannas ring. 



34 

CHRIST, THE LORD, IS RISEN 
TO-DAY. 

(Victimae Paschali Laudes.) 

Tr. M. Leeson. 

i 

CHRIST, the Lord, is ris'n to-day 
Christians, haste your vows to pay ; 
Offer ye your praises meet, 
At the Paschal Victim's feet; 
For the sheep the Lamb hath bled, 
Sinless in the sinner's stead; 
Christ, the Lord, is ris'n on high, 
Now He lives no more to die ! 



Christ, the Victim undefiled, 
Man to God hath reconciled, 
When in strange and awful strife, 
Met together death and life. 
Christians, on this happy day, 
Haste with joy your vows to pay; 
Christ, the Lord, is ris'n on high, 
Now He lives no more to die ! 

3 

Christ, who once for sinners bled, 
Now the first-born from the dead, 
Thron'd in endless might and pow'r, 
Lives and reigns for ever more. 

79 



Hail, eternal Hope on high! 
Hail, Thou King of victory ! 
Hail! Thou Prince of life ador'd! 
Help and save us, gracious Lord! 



35 

ALL HAIL, DEAR CONQUEROR! 
(Tn Victor Rex.) 
By Fr. W. Faber. 

i 

gLL hail, dear Conqueror ! all hail, 
Oh, what a victory is Thine? 
How beautiful Thy strength appears, 
Thy crimson wounds, how bright they 
shine ! 
Thou earnest at the dawn of day : 

Armies of souls around Thee were ; 
Blest spirits throng to worship Thee, 
In Flesh, now glorified and fair. 



The everlasting Godhead lay 

Shrouded within those Limbs divine, 
Nor left untenanted one hour 

That Sacred Human Heart of Thine. 
They worshipped Thee, those ransomed 
souls, 

With the fresh strength of love set free ; 
They worshipped joyously, and thought 

Of Mary, while they looked on Thee. 

80 



They worshipped, while the beauteous Soul 

Paused by the Body's wounded Side; 
Bright flashed the cave, before them stood 

The living Jesus glorified. 
All hail, dear Conqueror, all hail! 

Oh ! what a victory is Thine ! 
How beautiful Thy strength appears! 

Thy Crimson Wounds, how bright they 
shine ! 

36 

THE MORN HAD SPREAD HER 
CRIMSON RAYS. 

(Aurora Coelum Pur pur at.) 

Tr. R. Campbell. 

i 
l^vHE morn had spread her crimson rays, 
^^/ When rang the skies with shouts of 

praise, 
Earth joined the joyful hymn to swell, 
That brought despair to vanquished hell. 

2 

He comes victorious from the grave, 
The Lord omnipotent to save, 
And brings with Him to light of day 
The Saints who long imprisoned lay. 

3 
Let hymns of joy to grief succeed, 
We know that Christ is ris'n indeed ; 
We hear His white-robed Angel's voice, 
And in our risen Lord rejoice. 

8i 



4 
With Christ we died, with Christ we rose, 
When at the font His Name we chose ; 
Oh, let not sin our robes defile, 
And turn to grief the paschal smile. 



37 

YE SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF THE 
LORD 

(0 Filii et Filiae.) 

Tr. Rev. E. Caswall. 

Chorus. 

Alleluia ! Alleluia ! Alleluia ! 



fT'E sons and daughters of the Lord, 
^2r The King of glory, King adored, 
This day Himself from death restored. 

Alleluia ! 

2 

All in the early morning grey 
Went holy women on their way 
To see the tomb where Jesus lay. 

Alleluia ! 

3 

Of spices pure a precious store 

In their pure hands those women bore, 

To anoint the sacred Body o'er. 

Alleluia ! 

82 



4 
Then straightway one in white they see, 
Who saith, " Ye seek the Lord ; but He 
Is risen, and gone to Galilee." 

Alleluia ! 

5 

This told they Peter, told they John ; 
Who forthwith to the tomb are gone, 
But Peter is by John outrun. 

Alleluia ! 

6 

That self-same night, while out of fear 
The doors were shut, their Lord most 

dear 
To His Apostles did appear. 

Alleluia ! 

7 

But Thomas, when of this he heard, 
Was doubtful of his brethren's word ; 
Wherefore again there comes the Lord. 

Alleluia ! 

8 

"Thomas, behold My side," said He; 
"My hands, My feet, My body see, 
And doubt not, but believe in Me." 

Alleluia ! 

9 

When Thomas saw that wounded side, 
The truth no longer he denied ; 
"Thou art my Lord and God !" he cried. 

Alleluia ! 

83 



10 

Oh, blest are they who have not seen 
Their Lord, and yet believe in Him! 
Eternal life awaiteth them. 

Alleluia I 
ii 

Now let us praise the Lord most high, 
And strive His name to magnify 
On this great day, through earth and sky. 

Alleluia I 
12 

Whose mercy ever runneth o'er ; 
Whom men and Angel Hosts adore ; 
To Him be glory evermore. 

Alleluia i 

38 

NOW AT THE LAMB'S HIGH ROYAL 
FEAST. 

(Ad Regias Agni Dapes.) 

Tr. Rev. E. Caswall. 

i 

QOW at the Lamb's high royal feast, 
In robes of saintly white, we sing, 
Through the Red Sea, in safety brought 
By Jesus, our immortal King. 



O depth of love ! for us he drains 
The chalice of His agony; 

For us a Victim on the Cross 

He meekly lays Him down to die. 



s 4 



3 
And as the avenging Angel pass'd 

Of old the blood-besprinkled door; 
As the cleft sea a passage gave, 

Then closed to whelm th' Egyptians o'er, 

4 
So Christ, our Paschal Sacrifice, 

Has brought us safe all perils through ; 
While for unleaven'd bread He asks 
But heart sincere and purpose true. 
* 

5 
Hail, purest Victim Heav'n could find 

The powers of Hell to overthrow ! 

Who didst the bonds of Death unbind; 

Who dost the prize of Life bestow. 

6 

Hail, victor Christ! hail, risen King! 

To Thee alone belongs the crown; 
Who hast the heavenly gates unbar'd, 

And cast the Prince of darkness down. 

7 
O Jesus ! from the death of sin 

Keep us, we pray; so shalt Thou be 
The everlasting Paschal joy 

Of all the souls new-born in Thee* 

8 

To God the Father, with the Son 
Who from the grave immortal rose, 

And Thee, O Paraclete, be praise, 
While age on endless ages flows. 

85 



39 

SING WE TRIUMPHANT HYMNS OF 
PRAISE. 

(Hymnum Canamas Gloriae.) 

ASCENSION 

i 

JING we triumphant hymns of praise, 
New hymns to heav'n exulting raise; 
Christ by a road before untrod, 
Ascendeth to the throne of Gotf. 
The apostles on the mountain stand 
The mystic mount in Holy Land; 
They, with the blessed Mother see 
Jesus ascend in majesty. 

2 

To whom the angels drawing nigh, 
"Why stand and gaze upon the sky? 
This is the Saviour/' thus they say, 
"This is His noble triumph day." 
"Again shall ye behold Him so 
As ye to-day have seen Him go, 
In glorious pomp ascending high, 
Up to the portals of the sky." 

3 

"He hastes to mount His heav'nly throne, 
He takes His kingdom for His own ; 
And thence again, when time shall end, 
To judge the nations shall descend." 
Jesus ! in that tremendous day, 
Our sole Redemption, Thee we pray 
Vouchsafe to number us on high 
Amongst Thy saints' blest company. 

86 



40 

HAIL THOU, WHO MAN'S 
REDEEMER ART. 

(Salutis Humanae Sator.) 

ASCENSION. 

By Rev. T. J. Potter. 

i 

BAIL Thou, Who man's Redeemer art, 
Jesus, the joy of ev'ry heart; 
Great Maker of the world's wide frame, 
And purest love's delight and flame. 

2 

What nameless mercy Thee o'ercame, 
To bear our load of sin and shame? 
For guiltless, Thou Thy life didst give, 
That sinful, erring man might live. 

3 

The realms of woe are forced by Thee, 
Its captives from their chains set free; 
And Thou, amid Thy ransom'd train, 
At God's Right Hand dost victor reign. 

4 
Let mercy sweet with Thee prevail, 
To cure the wounds we now bewail; 
Oh, bless us with Thy holy sight, 
And fill us with eternal light. . 

5 
Our guide, our way to heavenly rest, 
Be Thou the aim of ev'ry breast; 
Be Thou the soother of our tears, 
Our sweet reward above the spheres. 

87 



41 

O JESUS CHRIST, REMEMBER. 
By Rev. E. Caswall. 



O JESUS Christ, remember, 
When Thou shalt come again 
Upon the clouds of heaven 

With all Thy shining train, 
When ev'ry eye shall see Thee 

In Deity reveal'd 
Who now upon this altar 
In silence art conceal'd. 



Remember then, O Saviour, 

I supplicate of Thee 
That here I bow'd before Thee, 

Upon my bended knee; 
That here I own'd Thy presence, 

And did not Thee deny, 
And glorified Thy greatness, 

Though hid from human eye. 

3 

Accept, divine Redeemer, 

The homage of my praise; 
Be Thou the light and honor, 

And glory of my days ; 
Be Thou my consolation 

When death is drawing nigh; 
Be Thou my only Treasure 

Through all eternity. 

88 



42 

HOLY SPIRIT, COME AND 
GUIDE ME. 

By Rev. W. P. Treacy. 

i 

nOLY Spirit, come and guide me, 
For Thy Light I daily pine; 
All around is dark and gloomy, 

Let Thy Rays upon me shine, (tivice.) 

2 

From my soul dispel all shadows, 
From my heart now banish care ; 

Teach me how to bear my crosses, 

Give me sweetness in my prayer, (twice.) 

3 

Speak to me of Heaven's beauties, 
Tell me of Thy Sinless Land; 

Lead me up that Holy Mountain 

Where but Purified may stand, (twice.) 

4 
Lead me o'er the paths of virtue, 

Keep me far from shame and sin ; 
Give me peace in holy actions, 

Drive from me all strife and din. (tivice.) 

5 
Show the vainness of false pleasures, 
Show how fleeting are man's days, 
Show that Thou alone canst give me 
Force to walk through stainless ways. 

(twice.) 

89 



43 

COME, HOLY GHOST, CREATOR 
BLEST. 

(Veni, Creator Spiritus.) 

i 

GOME, Holy Ghost, Creator Blest, 
And in our hearts take up Thy rest ; 
Come with Thy Grace and heavenly aid, 
To fill the hearts which Thou hast made. 

(bis.) 



O Comforter, to Thee we cry; 
Thou Heavenly Gift of God most high ; 
Thou Fount of life, and Fire of love, 
And sweet Anointing from above, (bis.) 



3 

O Holy Ghost, through Thee alone, 
Know we the Father and the Son ; 
Be this our never changing creed, 
That Thou dost from Them both proceed. 

(bis.) 

4 

Praised be the Father and the Son, 

And Holy Spirit with Them One; 

And may the Son on us bestow' 

The gifts that from the Spirit flow, (bis.) 

go 



44 

THY KINGDOM. COME. 
(Adveniat Regnum tuum.) 
By Rev. M. Russell, S. J. 



l^sHY Kingdom come, O King of earth 

\*S and heav'n ! 

Creator, Saviour, Who our chains hast 

riv'n ; 
Oh, that all hearts would Thy sweet yoke 

embrace ; 
Reign in my heart forever, King of grace. 



Thee will I serve, for he who serves Thee 

reigns ; 
Thee will I freely serve while life remains. 
Till, free no longer, in Thy realm above, 
Bound in the rapturous thraldom of Thy 

love. 






Thee as my King, my soul at last shall hail ; 
No more to swerve, no more to faint nor 

fail. 
O Father, take Thy weary wand'rer home ; 
O King of glory, may Thy Kingdom come. 

9* 



45 

WHEN MEN BLASPHEMING SAY: 

By Bro. M. 

i 
ir^HEN men blaspheming say : 
vJL/ "Away with Jesus Christ! 
"We will not own His sw T ay, 
"Our freedom sacrifice !" — 
O Christians, raise the loyal cry and sing: 

Chorus. 
Thy Kingdom come ! [ ' . ! . " 

• Be Thou, O Christ, our King! J C^*'-/ 
We're Thine, dear Lord, 
Be Thou our King! 
Thy Kingdom come, O Christ! 
Thy Kingdom come ! 
Be Thou our King! 
Thy Kingdom come! O Christ! 

2 

The faithless Jews, O Lord ! 

In hate rejected Thee; 
"Away with Him/' their word, 

"No king, save Caesar, we !" — 
Thy vassals, Christ, with joyous pride we 
sing : — Chorus. 

3 
With purple robe in scorn 

They. mock Thy regal right; 
Thy Head is crowned with thorn; 

Thy blessed Face they smite. 
We hail Thee, King, by right divine, and 
sing: — Chorus. 

92 



Thy royal title, see ! 

Above Thy cruel crown ; 
They scoff and jeer at Thee: 

"O Israel's King, come down !" 
With faith sublime, Christ Crucified, 
sing : — Chorus. 



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46 

GOD THE FATHER, WHO DIDST 
MAKE ME. 

i 
|£>0D the Father, Who didst make me 
vj* To adore and worship Thee, 
Who wouldst have me, soul and body, 

Thine for evermore to be ; 
Often from Thy ways I've wandered, 

E'en each day and every hour; 
Time so precious spent and squandered, 

Let me contrite now deplore. 



Jesus Christ, Who didst redeem me 

From eternal misery, 
Who didst shed Thy Blood to save me 

On the Cross of Calvary; 
Oh, what sorrow there I caused Thee, 

Yes, I caused Thine agony ; 
By that Cross I now beseech Thee 

Look in pity down on me. 

3 
Holy Ghost, Whose grace descended 

Sevenfold to strengthen me, 
By which grace my soul was cleansed 

From a dark iniquity, 
Many gifts of Thine I've slighted. 

Gifts bestowed so lovingly ; 
But for love so unrequited, 

Faithful now at last I'll be. 

94 



4 
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, 

1 Ever Blessed Trinity, 
Oh! what love from me They merit, 

For such wondrous charity. 
Thou, O God, hast made and saved me, 

Thou alone my Lord shalt be ; 
Take me then to serve and love Thee, 
Now, and in eternity. 



47 

O DAY OF REST AND GLADNESS. 
(Sunday.) 

i 

ODAY of rest and gladness ! 
O Day of joy and light! 
O balm for care and sadness, 

Most beautiful, most bright! 
On thee, the high and lowly, 
Before th' eternal throne, 
Sing holy, holy, holy, 

To God, the Three in One. 



On thee, at the creation, 

The light first had its birth; 
On thee, for our salvation, 

Christ rose from depths of earth; 
On thee, our Lord, victorious, 

The Spirit sent from heav'n : 
And thus on thee most glorious, 

A triple light was giv'n. 

95 



To-day on weary nations, 

The heavenly manna falls; 
To holy convocations 

The silver trumpet calls; 
Where Gospel-light is glowing 

With pure and radiant beams, 
And living water flowing 

With soul-refreshing streams. 



New graces ever gaining 

From this, our day of rest, 
We reach the rest remaining 

To spirits of the blest; 
To Holy Ghost be praises, 

To Father and to Son ; 
The Church her voice upraises, 

To Thee, blest Three in One. 



48 

LIFE OFFERS ME ONE ONLY 
GOOD. 



By I. Williams. 



V^IFE offers me one only good, one 
A-K treasure, 

My Saviour dear, my God whom I adore. 
'Tis He alone can turn all grief to pleasure, 

'Tis He Who holds my heart forever 
more. 



9 6 



2 

Tis God alone our deepest wounds can heal, 
And be to us a refuge safe and sure ; 

None other can such wondrous love reveal, 
To sanctify the holy soul and pure. 

3 

What sorrow, then, need heart of mortal 
fear, 
Whose loving hope and trust are all in 
Thee? 
What grief need trouble us when Thou art 
near, 
For Thou our gentle comforter wilt be. 

(This Chorus is to be sang with No. 250.) 

Chorus. 

Repeat, repeat, my soul, this refrain so- 
true, so sweet; 
This cry of love and joy sincere and deep;. 
'Tis God alone can give true happiness, 
'Tis God alone can give true happiness. 



49 

GOD OF LOVELINESS! 

(Thus sum ego.) 

1 

OGOD of loveliness, 
O Lord of Heaven above, 
How worthy to possess 
My heart's devoted love! 

97 



So sweet Thy countenance, 
So gracious to behold, 

That one, one only glance 
To me were bliss untold. 



} (Kf.) 



Thou art blest Three in One, 

Yet undivided still; 
Thou art that One alone 

Whose love my heart can fill. 
The heavens, the earth below, 

Were fashioned by Thy Word ; 
How amiable art Thou, 7 ri ' \ 

My ever-dearest Lord ! ) l™*-) 



3 

Were hearts as countless mine 

As sands upon the shore, 
All should in choir combine 

To love Thee evermore. 
And ev'ry heart should yearn 

With tenderest desire, 
And in my bosom burn ) // • \ 

With flames of holiest fire, j ^0 



4 
To think Thou art my God, — 

O thought for ever blest! 
My heart has overflowed 

With joy within my breast. 
My soul so full of bliss 

Is plunged as in a sea, 
Deep in the sweet abyss ) rw \ 

Of holy charity. J ( } 

98 



5 
No object here below 

Awakens my desire; 
No suffering nor woe 

Can grief or pain inspire. 
The world I could despise, 

Though it were all of gold ; 
Thee only do I prize I , , . . 

O Mine of wealth untold! J ( bts '> 

6 

O Loveliness supreme, 

And Beauty infinite; 
O ever-flowing Stream, 

An Ocean of delight; 
O Life by which I live, 

My. truest life above, 
To Thee alone I give ) 

My undivided love. ) 



(bis.) 



50 

JUST ONE TINY SPARK SO BRIGHT. 

By I. Williams. 

i 

^"YUST one tiny spark so bright, 
V-J" Of this wondrous fire, 
Will God's love enkindle, 
In my heart forever. 

Chorus. 

Oh ! fire of holy love, oh ! heavenly ray, 
Come fill my soul by night and by day. (bis.) 

99 



Hasten, all our hearts cosume, 

Heaven's flame divine, 
Fill our souls with rapture, 

They are only Thine. — Chorus. 

3 

Peace and happiness are mine, 

When Thou art with me, 
Banished all life's sorrows, 

While I cling to Thee. — Chorus. 

4 
Come, then, Master of my soul 

Dear Saviour and King, 
Unto my poor spirit, 

Peace and comfort bring. — Chorus. 



51 

O COME, LOUD ANTHEMS LET US 
SING. 



OCOME, loud anthems let us sing, 
Loud thanks to our Almighty King: 
For we our voices high should raise, 
When our salvation's Rock we praise. 

Chorus. 

Great is the Lord, what tongue can frame 
An equal honor to His Name? 

IOO 



Into His presence let us haste, 
To thank Him for His favors past; 
To Him address our joyful songs, 
The praise that to His Name belongs.. 

—Chorus. 

3 

The depths of earth are in His hand, 
*Her secret wealth at His command ; 
The strength of hills that reach the skies, 
Subjected to His empire lies. — Chorus. 



Oh, let us to His courts repair, 
And bow with adoration there; 
Down on our knees devoutly all, 
Before the Lord, our Maker, fall. — Cho. 



52 

O GIFT OF GIFTS! GRACE OF 
FAITH! 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

i 

OGIFT of gifts! O grace of faith! 
My God, how can it be 
That Thou, Who has discerning love, 
Shouldst give that gift to me? 

IOI 



Chorus. 

Oh, happy, happy that I am! 

If Thou canst be, O Faith! 

The treasure that thou art in life, 

What wilt thou be in death? 

O gift of gifts ! O grace of faith ! 



How many hearts Thou mightst have had 

More innocent than mine, 
How many souls more worthy far, 

Of that sweet touch of Thine? — Chorus, 



3 

How can they live, how will they die, 
Howbear the cross of grief, 

Who have not got the light of faith, 
The courage of belief? — Chorus. 



4 
The crowd of cares, the weightiest cross, 

Seem trifles less than light ; — 
Karth looks so little and so low, 

When faith shines full and bright. — Cho. 

5 

Thy choice, O God of Goodness! then 

I lovingly adore 
Oh, give me grace to keep Thy grace, 

And grace to merit more. — Chorus. 

102 



53 

HOLY GOD, WE PRAISE THY NAME. 

(Sancte Deus, laudamus te.) 

By Rev. C. Walworth. 



BOLY God, we praise Thy name, 
Lord of all, we bow before Thee ; 
All on earth, Thy scepter claim, 

All in heav'n above adore Thee; 
Infinite Thy vast domain, 
Everlasting is Thy reign. 



Hark ! the loud celestial hymn, 
Angel choirs above are raising; 

Cherubim and Seraphim 

In unceasing chorus praising, 

Fill the heav'ns with sweet accord; 

Holy, holy, holy, Lord ! 



\(bis.) 



\(bis.) 



3 
Holy Father, Holy Son, 

Holy Spirit, Three we name Thee, 
While in essence only One, 

Undivided God we claim Thee ; 
And adoring bend the knee, 
While we own the mystery. 

4 
Thou art King of glory, Christ ! 

Son of God yet born of Mary, 
For us sinners sacrificed, 

And to death a tributary; 
First to break the bars of death, 
Thou hast opened heav'n to faith. 

103 



\(bis.) 



\(bis:)[ 



54 

WHAT GOD DOES IS DONE ARIGHT. 



>¥<HAT God does is done aright : 
vlx So His faithful children deem, 
Though our harvest store be light, 

Richly flows His mercy's stream; 
He would draw our fait' ring love 
Up to changeless joys above. 



What God does is done aright, 
Question not His sov'reign will, 

Though He send the withering blight, 
Ere the crops our garners fill : 

Earthly goods He takes away, 

That our hope on Him may stay. 

3 
What God does is done aright, 

Though our dales and uplands mourn, 
We will praise His love and might, 

To the future hopeful turn ; 
His eternal Word can give 
Strength whereby our souls can live. 

4 

What God does, is done aright; 

E'en if here on earth below. 
We do find no Canaan bright, 

And nor milk nor honey flow; 
God, who doth the ravens feed, 
Shall supply our daily need. 

104 



5 

What God does is done aright, 

This glad faith shall cheer our way, 

Till all faith be lost in sight 
In heav'n's never-ending day; 

For His promise standeth sure, 

And His mercies e'er endure* 



55 

I BELIEVE IN THEE, TRUTH AND 
LOVE SUPREME. 

By I. Williams.. 

Chorus. 

^"T^ BELIEVE in Thee, I believe in Thee, 
^JL^ O Truth and Love supreme, Q Truth 

and Love supreme ; 
Thou art our only Good and Truth itself 
Thou art; 
Most humbly I adore Thy sweet and holy 
name, 
I believe in Thee, I believe in Thee. 



In one God I believe, in God all powerful, 

Who reigns in heaven and earth, Creator, 

Lord and King; 

In His love do I trust, His love so bountiful, 

From which all light and blessings 

spring. — Chorus. 



In Jesus I believe, the Father's only Son, 
Of Virgin Mother born, yet God e'er 
time began ; 
His death upon the Cross, our soul's sal- 
vation won, 
Our Saviour, Master, God made Man. 

— Chorus. 
3 
In God the Holy Ghost, the Sanctifier blest, 
With Father and with Son, a holy Trinity, 
In Him do I believe ; He guides to light 
and rest, 
And blessed, bright eternity. — Chorus. 

4 
In one Faith and one Church, most firmly 
I believe; 
To us, her teachings sweet, faith, hope 
and love have given, 
Through her, the Holy Ghost's wise counsel 
we receive, 
It is her hand which leads to Heaven. 

— Chorus. 



56 

O HOLY FAITH! SACRED LIGHT! 
By Rev. W. P. Treacy. 

i 

O HOLY Faith! O Sacred Light! 
Forever beam on me; 
Oh, like a star, shine on my night, 
And light me o'er life's sea! 

106 



The deep I sail is fierce and dark, 

A wide unbounded way, 
I cannot steer my wandering bark 

Without thy saving ray. 

3 

The shore is far away, I know, 
And rocks and shoals are nigh, 

Among a thousand wrecks I go, 
O star, my starless sky. 

4 
I sail, and sail, but know not where — 

Before me, death and night; 
O holy Faith, now hear my prayer, 

And show thy blessed light. 

5 
Shine on the waves that 'round me roar, 

Shine on the far-off strand, 
Be thou my light-house by the shore, 

My sunshine on the land. 



57 

GLORY BE TO JESUS! 
By Rev. E. Caswall. 

i 

eLORY be to Jesus, 
Who in bitter pains 
Pour'd for me the life-blood 
From His sacred veins ! 

107 



Grace and life eternal 
In that Blood I find ; 

Blest be His compassion. 
Infinitely kind ! 



Blest through endless ages 

Be the precious stream, 
Which from endless torment 

Doth the world redeem ! 
There the fainting spirit 

Drinks of life her fill ; 
There, as in a fountain 

Laves herself at will. - 

3 

O the Blood of Christ! it 

Soothes the Father's ire ; 
Opens the gates of heaven; 

Quells eternal fire. 
Abel's blood for vengeance 

Pleaded to the skies; 
But the Blood of Jesus 

For our pardon cries. 

4 
Oft as earth, exulting, 

Wafts its praise on high, 
Hell with terror trembles, 

Heav'n is filled with joy. 
Lift ye, then, your voices, 

Swell the mighty flood ; 
Louder still, and louder 

Praise the precious Blood ! 

108 



58 

FAITH OF OUR FATHERS! 

(Fidelis ad mortem.) 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 



EAITH of our Fathers! living still, 
In spite of dungeon, lire and sword r 
Oh! how our hearts beat high with joy, 
Whene'er we hear that glorious word. 



Chorus. 

Faith of our Fathers! holy Faith! 

We will be true to thee till death! 
Faith of our Fathers ! holy Faith ! 

We will be true to thee till death! 



Our Fathers, chained in prisons dark, 
Were still in heart and conscience free; 

How sweet would be their children's fate, 
If they, like them could die for thee. 

— Chorus. 

3 
Faith of our Fathers ! Mary's prayers 
Shall win our country back to thee ; 
And through the truth that comes from 
God, 
Our land shall then indeed be free. 

— Chorus. 

109 



4 
Faith of our Fathers ! we will love 

Both friend and foe in all our strife ; 
And preach thee too, as love knows how, 
By kindly words and virtuous life. 

— Chorus. 

5 
Faith of our Fathers ! days of old 

Within our hearts speak gallantly; 
For ages thou hast stood by us, 

Dear Faith, and now we'll stand by thee. 

— Chorus. 



59 

BLEST IS THE FAITH, DIVINE AND 
STRONG. 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 



(£VLEST is the Faith, divine and strong, 
4^ Of thanks and praise an endless 

fountain, 
Whose life is one perpetual song, 
High up the Saviour's holy mountain. 

Chorus. 

Oh, Sion's songs are sweet to sing, 
With melodies of gladness laden ; 

Hark! how the harps of angels ring, 

Hail, Son of Man! Hail, Mother- 
Maiden! (bis.) 

no 



Blest is the Hope that holds to God 

In doubt and darkness still unshaken ; 
And sings along the heav'nly road, 

Sweetest when most it seems forsaken. 

— Chorus. 
3 
Blest is the Love, that cannot love 

Aught that earth gives of best and 
brightest. 
Whose raptures thrill, like saints above, 
Most when its earthly gifts are lightest. 

— Chorus. 
4 # 
Blest is the time that in the eye 

Of God its hopeful watch is keeping, 
And grows into eternity, 

Like noiseless trees, when men are 
sleeping. — Chorus. 



60 

LONG LIVE THE POPE! 
By Rev. H. T. Henry, Litt.D. 

i 

HONG live the Pope! His praises 
sound 
Again and yet again: 
His rule is over space and time; 
His throne the hearts of men: 
All hail! the Shepherd-King of Rome, 

The theme of loving song: 
Let all the earth his glory sing, ) ' . . 
And heav'n the strain prolong. )\ twtce -) 

in 



Beleaguered by the foes of earth, 

Beset by hosts of hell, 
He guards the loyal flock of Christ, 

A watchful sentinel : 
And yet, amid the din and strife, 

The clash of mace and sword, 
He bears alone the shepherd » \ 

staff, > (twice.) 

This champion of the Lord. / 

3 
His signet is the Fisherman's ; 

No sceptre does he bear ; 
In meek and lowly majesty 

He rules from Peter's Chair : 
And yet from ev'ry tribe and tongue, 

From ev'ry clime and zone, 
Three hundred million voices . 

sing l(twice.) 

The glory of his throne. J 

4 
Then raise the chant, with heart and voice, 

In church and school and home : 
"Long live the Shepherd of the flock ! 

Long live the Pope of Rome !" 
Almighty Father, bless his work, 

Protect him in his ways, 
Receive his prayers, fulfil his hopes, \ r . 

And grant him "length of days." J K™™*-) 



112 



Steaat of (Eorjms Olijrtjatt 

QHje UltBBtb &arramrttt 

61 

WHEN OUR SAVIOUR WISHED TO 
PROVE. 



>¥<HEN our Saviour wished to prove 
\Ls All the fullness of His Love, 
He gave us, ere life was spent, 
The thrice Holy Sacrament. 
It is here His burning heart 
Would to all its flames impart, 
Thus he speaks with love divine, T 
"Give Me, oh give Me that heart of ((bis.) 
thine." ; 



When the dark and stormy night 
Fills the soul with wild affright; 
From the cloudlet where he hides 
Soon a ray of comfort glides. 
Where the tear of mis'ry falls, 
Where the voice of sorrow calls ; 
Still He speaks with love divine, o 
"Give Me, oh give Me that heart of I (bis.) 
thine." ) 

3 
Can the Saints' ecstatic flight, 
Can the winged Seraphs' might, 
To their Lord approach more near 
Than do we poor sinners here? 

113 



God Himself we here receive, 
Nobler gift He cannot give; 
Yet He breathes with love divine : ) 
"Give Me, oh give Me that heart of *[ (bis.) 
thine." } 



62 

I ADORE THEE HUMBLY. 

(Adoro TV, devote.) 

By M. E. Olsen. 

i 

X ADORE Thee humbly, O Thou hid- 
den God, 
Who in these forms before me truly dost 

abide. 
All my light in darkness, contemplating 

Thee 
Lo! my heart lies prostrate to Love's 
mystery. 

Chorus. 

Hail ! O Jesus ! Thou our true Shepherd be, 
Inflame the faith uniting all who believe 
in Thee. 

2 

Seeing, touching, tasting, fail in proving 

Thee; 
But Thy word suffices, given sacredly, 
Know we nothing truer ever can be heard, 
Than the words of Jesus, Who is Truth's 

own Word. — Chorus. 

114 



3 
On the cross was hidden Thy divinity, 
But these veils hide likewise Thy humanity ; 
I, in both believing, offer my belief, 
Praying for Thy pardon with the dying 
thief. — Chorus. 



4 
Thy open wounds transfigured I may not 

behold, 
But confess, with Thomas: Thou art Lord 

and God! 
Grant my soul a burning faith; light it 

from above. 
Be Thou all my treasure ! Be Thou all my 

love ! — Chorus. 



5 

remembrance lasting of the Crucified ! 
Living Bread sustaining those for whom 

He died ! 
Make me a consuming fire, drawing life 

from Thee ! 
Yield my soul Thy sweetness; let it taste 

and see. — Chorus. 

6 

Like a loving pelican, feed me, Jesus, Lord. 

1 am all unholy ; wash me in Thy Blood, 
In that Life-blood flowing o'er the world 

in pain, 
Though a drop had cleansed it of its mighty 
stain. — Chorus. 

"5 



7 
Jesus, Love, here present on the altar veiled, 
Oh, fulfill my longing when Thou art 

revealed. 
To behold the vision of Thy Holy Face 
And be rapt forever in its perfect peace! 

— Chorus. 



63 

SION, LIFT THY VOICE AND SING. 

i 

JION, lift thy voice and sing; 
Praise thy Saviour and thy King; 
Praise with hymns the Shepherd true; 
Strive thy best to praise Him well : 
Yet doth He all praise excel ; 
None can ever reach his due. 



See to-day before us laid 
Living and life-giving Bread ! 
Theme for praise and joy profound : 
The same which at the sacred board 
Was by our Incarnate Lord, 
Giv'n to His Apostles round. 

3 

Let the praise be loud and high, 
Sweet and tranquil be the joy 
Felt to-day in ev'ry breast, 
On this festival divine 
Which records the origin 
Of the glorious Eucharist. 

n6 



On this table of the King 
Our new paschal offering 
Brings to end the olden rite, 
Here, for empty shadows fled, 
Is reality instead, 
Here, instead of darkness, light. 

5 

His own act, at supper seated, 
Christ ordained to be repeated, 
In His memory divine. 
Wherefore now with adoration 
We, the Host of our salvation, 
Consecrate from bread and wine. 



64 

JESUS! MY LORD, MY GOD, 
MY ALL! 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 



^""t^ESUS ! my Lord, my God, my all I 
V^ How can I love Thee as I ought? 
And how revere this wondrous gift, 
So far surpassing hope or thought? 

Chorus. 

Sweet Sacrament! we Thee adore! 
Oh, make us love Thee more and more. 

(twice.) 

117 



Had I but Mary's sinless heart 

To love Thee with, my dearest King, 
Oh, with what bursts of fervent praise 

Thy goodness, Jesus, would I sing! 

— Chorus. 
3 
Ah! see within a creature's hand 

The vast Creator deigns to be, 
Reposing, infant-like, as though 

On Joseph's arm, or Mary's knee ! — Cho. 

4 
Thy Body, Soul, and Godhead, all! 

O mystery of love divine! . 
I cannot compass all I have; 

For all Thou hast and art are mine ! 

—Chorus. 
5 
Sound, sound His praises higher still, 

And come, ye angels, to our aid ; 
'Tis God! 'tis God! the very God 

Whose pow'r both men and angels made ! 

— Chorus. 
6 

O earth! grow flow'rs beneath His Feet, 
And thou, O sun, shine bright this day ! 

He comes ! He comes ! O Heav'n on earth ! 
Our Jesus comes upon His way! — Cho. 



65 

See No. 64. 
118 



66 

THE WORD DESCENDING FROM 
ABOVE. 

(Verbum Supermini prodiens.) 

Tr. H. T. Henry, Litt.D. 



^HE Word descending from above 
^/ Yet leaving not the Father's side, 
And going to His work of love, 

At length had reached life's eventide. 



But ere the traitor's hand hath led 

The envious Jews that plot His death, 

Himself the Lord as Living Bread 
Unto the twelve delivereth. 



To them, beneath a twofold veil, 

He gave His Flesh and Precious Blood, 

Our twofold substance to regale, 
With that divine and typic food. 



He was our fellow-man in birth; 

Our food, when at the board He sate ; 
He died, the Ransom of the earth; 

He reigns, our guerdon wondrous great. 

119 



O SALUTARIS HOSTlA. 



O saving Host, Victim blest, 

Who throwest wide the gates of life, 

Behold, the foe assails our breast — 

Give strength and succor in the strife! 



Unto the One and Trinal Lord, 
Eternal praise and glory grand, 

Who, endless life as our reward, 
Shall give us in the Fatherland. 



67 

THE SAVIOUR IS OUR VERY FOOD. 

(Christns noster verc cibus.) 

By Rev. H. T. Henry, Litt.D. 



^jHE Saviour is our very food, 
^/ Our very drink is Christ the Lord ; 
We drink indeed His precious Blood 
And eat the Flesh by all adored. 



Yea, truly on that Flesh we feed, 

Which He received in Mary's womb; 

That precious Blood we drink indeed 
That once was shed to lift our doom. 

120 



Full surely at this sacred Board, 

The Word made Flesh to us is given, 

On Whom the worship of the Lord 

Doth rest ; thro' Whom we enter heaven. 



4 

That Bread, so full of all delight, 
So full of every sweetness blest, 

Is Christ, the King of endless might, 
Erst carried in ■ the Virgin's breast. 



5 

Upon the richness of this Bread 
Of Angels, let us feed for aye, 

That this Viaticum may shed 

Continual sweetness round our way. 



Celestial Banquet that imparts 
Its glory to the ransomed soul, 

Thou resting-place of pilgrim hearts, 
Grant us to reach the heavenly goal. 



O God the Father, King of Heaven, 

Through Thy dear Son and Spirit grant. 

That they to whom this Food is given 
In Paradise Thy praise may chant. 

121 



68 

LOl DAY AND NIGHT! 
By I. Williams. 



V^O! day and night upon our altars 
XX, dwelling, 

Thou, Lord, dost call us to come unto 
Thee; 
Thou, mighty King, art Prisoner and 
Victim, 
Held by the chains of Thy great love 
for me. 



Chorus. 

Jesus, dear Lord, one favor grant me, 
Here let me rest for evermore; 

Here let me kneel before Thy} 

prison c (twice.) 

And gaze upon the golden door. * 



Soft o'er the earth the shades of night come 
stealing, 
Gently all nature is sinking to rest, 
My heart, dear Lord, seeks too for peace 
and comfort, 
Safe in the shelter of Thy Sacred Breast. 

— Chorus. 

122 



3 
Life's path is bleak, life's way is long and 
weary, 
Sad are our souls, bowed with anguish 
and pain ; 
Thou, in Thy love, hast pity on our sorrow, 
To Thee we come, and our trust is not 
vain.— Chorus. 

4 
Jesus, before Thy Tabernacle kneeling, 
Into my heart steals a peace seldom 
known ; 
Thy loving voice has whispered words of 
comfort, 
Gone is my grief, all my sorrow is flown. 

■ — Chorus. 



69 

COME AND ADORE. 



GOME and adore in His lone cell 
Your hidden Lord, and feel the spell 
Of silent words that comfort tell, 
Come and adore ! Come and adore ! 



Come and adore, let Faith reveal 
What human sense cannot unseal. 
His mystic life, His Presence real, 
Come and adore ! Come and adore ! 

123 



Come and adore the burning Heart 
Of Jesus, longing to impart 
The secret of love's sweetest art, 
Come and adore ! Come and adore ! 



4 

Come and adore your Saviour's side, 
For weary souls all open wide ; 
To Him your hopes and fears confide, 
Come and adore ! Come and adore ! 



5 

Come and adore ! Do not despise 
The pleading look of those mild eyes. 
His love that weareth no disguise, 
Come and adore ! Come and adore ! 



70 

HEAR THY CHILDREN, GENTLE 
JESUS. 

(Jesiij audi nos.) 

By Rev. F. Stanfield. 



"fc^V^AR Thy children, gentle Jesus, 
X-Jt While we breathe our evening prayer, 
Save us from all harm and ^danger, 
Take us 'neath Thy shelt'ring care. 

124 



Save us from the wiles of Satan, 
'Mid the lone and sleepful night, 

Sweetly may our Guardian Angels 
Keep us 'neath their watchful sight. 

3 - 
Gentle Jesus, look in pity, 

From Thy great white throne above, 
All the night Thy Heart is wakeful; 

In Thy Sacrament of love. 

4 
Shades of even fast are falling, 

Day is fading into gloom. 
When the shades of death fall round us, 

Lead Thine exiled children home. 



71 

HARK! HARK! THE ANGELS 
SINGING. 



BARK ! hark ! the angels singing 
Through all the heav'nly coasts, 
Tis "Holy! Holy! Holy! 

Art Thou, Lord God of Hosts !" 
The starry sky around us, 

The shining earth below, 
The greatness of Thy glory 
In bright effulgence show. 

125 



Then, children, join your voices, 

And sing with one accord 
'Thrice blessed He who cometh 

In Thy name, mighty Lord." 
Hosanna in the highest ! 

To David's Son intone; 
Thus may we sing in glory 

For ever 'round His throne. 



72 

SWEET SAVIOUR! BLESS US ERE 
WE GO. 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 



JWEET Saviour ! bless us ere we go, 
Thy word into our minds instill ; 
And make our lukewarm hearts to glow, 
With lowly love and fervent will. 

Chorus. 

Through life's long day, and death's dark 

night, 
O gentle Jesus be our light, (twice.) 



The day is done its hours have run; 

And Thou hast taken count of all; 
The scanty triumphs grace hath won, 

The broken vow, the frequent fall. — Cho. 

126 



3 
Grant us, dear Lord ! from evil ways, 

True absolution and release ; 
And bless us more than in past days, 

With purity and inward peace.— C ho. 

4 
Do more than pardon; give us joy; 

Sweet fear and sober liberty ; 
And simple hearts without delay, 

That only long to be like Thee. — Cho. 

5 

Sweet Saviour, bless us, night is come; 

Mary and Joseph near us be ; 
Good angels watch about our home, 

And we are one day nearer Thee.— Cho. 



73 

See No. 72. 

74 

MY SOUL, MOURN AND WEEP. 

(Hymn of Reparation.) 

By Bro. M. 

1 

OMY soul, mourn and weep, let thy 
tears fall like rain, 
On His altar of love does the Friend plead 
in vain? 

127 



Lo ! blasphemers Him mock, in His prison 

sublime, 
O my soul, at His Feet, come atone for 

their crime. 



Victim holy! Sweet Saviour, so gentle and 

meek, 
Pity, pity, O Jesus, men blinded and weak! 
They offend Thee, alas ! but know not what 

they do! 
Mercy, wait, draw them back, faith in 

sorrow renew. 



3 
Jesus waits loyal friends who His wrongs 

will repair, 
He is craving true hearts who His sorrow 

will share; 
O my soul ! list the plaint of His Heart and 

take heed : 
"In the House of My love I am wounded 

and bleed." 



4 
Grant, O Lord! by my tears, all my sins I 

efface ; 
Jesus, spare, I entreat, send me streams of 

Thy grace ! 
And while angels in awe, sing Thy mercies 

above, 
I will weep man's neglect of Thy Heart's 

sacred love. 

128 



75 

LOVING SHEPHERD OF THY 
SHEEP. 

(Pastor Amans.) 

By J. E. Leeson. 



V^OVING Shepherd of Thy sheep, 
X\ Keep me, Lord, in safety keep; 
Nothing can Thy power withstand, 
None can pluck me from Thy hand. 

(twice.) 



Loving Shepherd, Thou didst give 
Thine own life that I might live ; 
May I love Thee day by day, 
Gladly Thy sweet will obey, (twice.) 



Loving Shepherd, ever near, 
Teach me still Thy voice to hear; 
Suffer not my step to stray 
From the straight and narrow way. 

(twice.) 

4 

Where Thou leadest may I go, 
Walking in Thy steps below, 
There before Thy Father's throne, 
Jesus, claim me for Thine own. (twice.) 

129 



• 76 

SWEET SACRAMENT! WE THEE 
ADORE. 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

Chorus. 

iWEET Sacrament! we Thee adore! 
Oh, make us love Thee more and 
more! 
Sweet Sacrament, we Thee adore ! 
Oh, make us love Thee more and more! 

(tzvice.) 
i 
Ring joyously, ye solemn bells ! 

And wave, oh ! wave ye censers bright ! 
'Tis Jesus cometh, Mary's Son, 

And God of God, and Light of Light. 

— Chorus. 
2 
O earth ! grow flow'rs beneath His feet ! 

And thou, O sun, shine bright this day! 
He comes ! He comes ! O Heav'n on earth ! 
Our Jesus comes upon His way! 

— Chorus. 

3 

He comes ! He comes ! the Lord of Hosts, 

Borne on His throne triumphantly ! 
We see Thee, and we know Thee, Lord ; 
And yearn to shed our blood for Thee. 

— Chorus. 

4 
Sound, sound His praises higher still, 

And come, ye angels, to our aid; 

'Tis God ! 'Tis God ! the very God 

Whose power both men and angels made ! 

— Chorus. 

130 



77 

BEHOLD GOD'S ANGELS 
KNEELING. 

{Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus.) 

Sentinel. of the B. Sacrament. 

i 

©EHOLD God's Angels kneeling, 
Before the altar bright, 
With folded wings adoring 

Their King, concealed from sight. 
Their radiant faces veiling, 

'Fore Majesty Divine, 
Unceasingly they murmur: 

"All praise and glory Thine !" 

Chorus. 
Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus. 

2 

The flick'ring glow of tapers 

Lights up the altar throne; 
Whereon reigns veiled Godhead, 

Where love has made Its home. 
Their short life is consuming, 

For Him from Whom it came, 
Their fiery tongue, all spirit, 

His boundless love proclaim : Sanctus. 

3 
Fair blossoms of gay springtime 

Shed perfume in the air, 
Their tender heads inclining, 

Low bent in reverent prayer. 

I3i 



Beneath the Eucharistic Sun 
Their beauteous petals blow; 

And lips their hymn in accent sweet 
Through which harmonious flow: 

— Sanctus. 



For thee, my happy soul, for thee, 

. Ah ! yes ! for thee alone, 
Thy Lord awaits expectant 

On Eucharistic throne. 
True God, true Map, thy Jesus, 

For ever here remains ; 
Adore Him and receive Him, 

And sing with loud acclaims : Sanctus. 



78 

SING, MY TONGUE, THE MYSTIC 
STORY. 

(Pange Lingua Gloriosi.) 

By Rev. H. T. Henry, Litt.D. 



JING, my tongue, the mystic story 
Of the Saviour's Flesh and Blood: 
How our King, the Lord of glory, 

Gave Himself to be our food, 
And our drink, the ransom gory 
Poured out on the Holy Rood. 

132 



Born for us and to us given 
Of a Virgin pure as snows, 

Wondrously our night is riven. 
By the seed of light He sows : 

His indwelling with us, Heaven 
Yet more wondrously doth close. 



3 . 

Christ, the last sad supper eating 
Ere He break His mortal bands, 

First the types and forms repeating 
With the meats the Law commands, 

To the Twelve, all types completing, 
Gives Himself with His own hands. 



4 
Into Flesh the true bread turneth 

By His word, the Word made Flesh ; 
Wine to Blood ; while sense discerneth 

Naught beyond the sense's mesh, 
Faith an awful mystery learneth, 

And must teach the soul afresh. 

TANTUM ERGO. 

5 

To this Sacrament most lowly 

Bow the head and bend the knee; 

And depart, ye types that solely 
Shadows were of things to be! 

Faith alone shall teach us wholly 
What the senses fail to see! 

*33 



6 

Praise and jubilee exceeding 
To the Father and the Son! 

Let Hosannas upward speeding 
Through the endless ages run! 

And to Him from both proceeding, 
Equal be the honor done! 



79 

MY GOD, I'M TIRED OF WORLDLY 
THOUGHTS. 

By Rev. Fr. W. P. Treacy 



yKY God, I'm tired of worldly thoughts, 
>M I long to think of Thee, 
I long to think of all Thou art, 

Of all Thou art to me. 
Thou art my Source of life and light. 

My Brother and my Friend, 
Thou art my Lord, my God, \ 

my All, I (tivice.) 

My Joy, my Hope, my End. ) 



When shadows fall upon my path, 

And tears bedew my eyes, 
Thou flingest stars from Thy right Hand, 

To light and cheer my skies ; 
When man forsakes my bed of pain, 

And leaves me pine alone, 
I feel Thy aid, I hear Thy voice,) f . . 

I see Thy blessed throne. I (twice.) 

134 



Dear Master of my heart and soul, 
Now give me thoughts divine, 

And make my mind henceforward be 
Thy pure and sacred shrine; 

Oh, lift me from this world of sin, 
Oh, lift me to the sky ; 

Oh, bid me scorn the things of 



earth, 
For Thee, oh, 



let 



me 



die. 



(twice.) 



g 





m 



(Eommuniim 



80 

CHILDREN, LIST! AN ANGEL 
PLEADING. 

{Invitation to Communion.) 

Sentinel of the B. Sacrament. 

Chorus. 

CHILDREN, list! an angel pleading, 
Words of love he comes to bring; 
Will you turn dull ears unheeding 
To a message from the King? {twice.) 
Children, list! etc. 



Come and taste this Manna holy, 
Sweeter far than Israel's bread, 

Given to the poor and lowly, 

Heaven's Feast for sinners spread. 



In this golden chalice gleaming, 
Lies that Blood which purifies 

BVry sin-stained soul ; redeeming 
Earth to make it heaven's prize. 

3 

Open up your heart's frail vessel 
To receive this Gift divine. 

The Creator great will nestle 

In your breast, His chosen shrine. 

136 



Angels envy, in their measure, 
Man's prerogative so high, 

To possess on earth their Treasure, 
Bread of Angels from the sky. 



Ranged in shining ranks they hover 
Round their earthly brother fair, 

Happy that the heavenly Lover. 
Deigns their pilgrimage to share. 



81 

O ANGELS BLEST, HIS PRAISES 
SING FOR EVERMORE. 

By I. Williams. 



O ANGELS blest, His praises sing for 
evermore ; 
My Jesus sweet, my King Whom I adore, 
Comes this happy day to be my heart's dear 

< guest ; 
His praises tell, His wondrous mercy sing, 
My Jesus dear, Whom I adore, my God 

and King; 
My Jesus dear, Whom I adore, my God 
and King. 

137 



2 

My Saviour kind, $ny Lord and God to 

Thee I call ; 
Oh, come from heav'n and be my love, my 

all; 
All unworthy though I be, to Thee I cry, 
Oh, come and make Thy home within my 

heart, ** 

Oh, take it for Thine own and from me 

ne'er depart ; 
Oh, take it for Thine own and from me 

ne'er depart. 

3 

God most high, before this miracle of 

love, 
The angels bend in w T ond'ring awe above ; 
Ungrateful have I been to Thee, dear Lord, 
Unworthy now to raise my eyes to Thee; 
One word of pardon speak, my spirit 

healed shall be; 
One word of pardon speak, my spirit 

healed shall be. 

4 
Sweet Sacrament, I hope, I love, I Thee 

adore ; 
Oh, make me love Thee ever more and 

more; 
Thou art all in all to me, Jesus most dear, 
Naught in this world can e'er attract me 

more ; 

1 love Thee, dearest King, I love and Thee 

adore ; 
I love Thee, dearest King, I love and Thee 
adore. 

us 



82 

ONE SWEET THOUGHT COMES 
GENTLY STEALING. 

By I. Williams. 

i 

ONE sweet thought comes gently 
stealing, 
To my heart such transports brings ; 
All Thy love and power revealing, 
Jesus dear, my King of kings. 

Chorus. 
Humbly, then, shall I receive Thee; 

Lo ! Thy grace salvation brings ; 
All unworthy, yet I claim Thee, 

Jesus dear, my King of kings. 



Thou, from highest heaven descending, 
Borne to earth on love's swift wings; 

To Thy sinful creature bending, 

Jesus dear, my King of kings. — Cho. 

3 

I am weak and poor and lowly, 
My soul's plaint in pity rings ; 

Thou, O Lord, art God most holy, 
Jesus dear, my King of kings ! — Cho. 

4 
Darkling clouds above me lower, 
I But my soul to Thee still clings; 
Come and save me by Thy power, 
Jesus dear, my King of kings ! — Cho. 

139 



n 



83 

HE COMES TO ME! 

By I. Williams. 

i 

E comes to me, to be mine own forever, 
He comes to me to rest within my 
heart ; 

My God is mine all earthly bonds to sever, 
My happy soul is pierced with love's 
sweet dart. 
He comes to me, the Lord "and King of 
heaven, 
He stoops to me in loving charity, 
His Heart is mine, in His dear \ 

mercy given, [{twice.) 

He comes to me, He comes ( 
to me. / 

2 

He comes to me, what more could heart 
desire? 
What greater gift could even God 
bestow ? 
My longing soul consumed with heavenly 
fire, 
Asks only this : my Jesus' love to know. 
Possessing that, no earthly joy or pleasure, 
No earthly crown could e'er mean aught 
to me; 
He is my all, my one and only\ 

treasure, I - . . 

He comes to me, He comes f {twice.) 
to me. ) 

140 



84 

JESUS, THOU ART COMING! 

Acts before Holy Communion. 

By S. N. D. 



Adoration and Faith. 
^"YESUS! Thou art coming, 
V^f* Holy as Thou art, 
Thou, the God who -made me, 

To my little heart. 
Jesus ! I believe it, 

On Thy only word; 
Kneeling, I adore Thee 

As my King and Lord. 

2 

Humility and Sorrow. 
Who am I, my Jesus, 

That Thou com'st to me? 
I have sinned against Thee, 

Often, grievously; 
I am very sorry 

I have caused Thee pain, 
I will never, never, 

Wound Thy Heart again. 

3 
Trust. 

Put Thy kind arms 'round me, 

Feeble as I am ; 
Thou art my Good Shepherd 

I Thy little lamb; 

141 



Since Thou comest, Jesus, 
Now to be my Guest, 

I can trust Thee always, 
Lord, for all the rest. 

4 
Love and Desire. 
Dearest Lord, I love Thee, 

With my whole, whole heart, 
Not for what Thou givest, 

But for what Thou art, 
Come, O come, sweet Saviour, 

Come to me and stay, 
For I want Thee, Jesus, 

More than I can say. 

5 
Offering and Petition. 

Ah ! what gift or present, 

Jesus, can I bring? 
I have nothing worthy 

Of my God and King; 
But Thou art my Shepherd, 

I, Thy little lamb, 
Take myself, dear Jesus, 

All I have and am. 

6 

Conclusion. 
Take my body, Jesus, 

Eyes and ears and tongue ; 
Never let them, Jesus, 

Help to do Thee wrong. 
Take my heart, and fill it, 

Full of love for Thee, 
All I have I give Thee, 

Give Thyself to me. 

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85 

WONDROUS THEME OF MORTAL 
SINGING. 

By Rev. H. T. Henry, Litt.D. 

i 
>¥^ONDROUS theme of mortal singing, 
\mJ Living Bread and Bread life-bringing, 

Sing we on this joyful day: 
At the Lord's own table given 
To the twelve as Bread from Heaven, 

Doubting not we firmly say. 

2 
Sing His praise with voice sonorous; 
Every heart shall hear the chorus 

Swell in melody sublime: 
For this day the Shepherd gave us 
Flesh and Blood to feed and save us, 

Lasting to the end of time. 

3 

So the Christian dogma summeth 
That the bread His Flesh becometh, 

And the wine His Sacred Blood: 
Though we feel it not nor see it, 
Living Faith that doth decree it, 

All defects of sense makes good. 

4 
Lo ! beneath the species dual 
Signs not things, is hid a jewel 

Far beyond creation's reach! 
Though His Flesh as food abideth, 
And His Blood as drink He hideth, 

Undivided under each. 

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5 

Good and bad, they come to greet Him: 
Unto life the former eat Him, 

And the latter unto death; 
These- find Death and those find Heaven; 
vSee, from the same life-seed given, 

How the harvest differeth! 



86 

JESUS! JESUS! COME TO ME! 
i 

^-yESUS, Jesus, come to me, 
V^ Oh, how much I crave for Thee! 
Come, Thou of all friends the best, 
Take possession of my breast. 

Chorus. 

Jesus, come to me ! 

Jesus, I need Thee; 

Jesus, come to me ! 

And comfort my poor soul distressed. 

Jesus, come to me ! 

Jesus, I need Thee; 

Oh, come and live within my breast. 



Empty is all worldly joy, 
Ever mixed with some alloy ; 
Give me my true Sovereign Good, 
Jesus, Thy Own Flesh and Blood. 

— Chorus. 

144 



3 
On the Cross three hours for me 
Thou didst hang in agony; 
I, my heart to Thee resign 
Oh, what rapture to be Thine! — Cho. 



87 

O LORD, I AM NOT WORTHY. 

(D omine, non sum dignus.) 

i 

OLORD, I am not worthy 
That Thou shpuldst come to me, 
But speak the word of comfort, 
My spirit healed shall be. 



I'm longing to receive Thee, 
The Bridegroom of my soul, 

No more by sin to grieve Thee, 
Or flee Thy sweet control. 

3 

O Lord, Thou art all holy, 
The angels Thee adore; 

How, then, ought I sincerely 
My wrongs and sins deplore ! 

4 
But when Thou soon w r ilt enter 

My heart, my sinful heart, 
Then heal me, be my shelter, 

For Thou my Saviour art. 

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5 

Lord, how can I thank Thee 
For such a gift as this? 

A gift which truly filleth 
My soul with heav'nly bliss! 

6 

1 praise Thee, I extol Thee, 
I love Thee, O my Sire, 

Till once in joy and glory, 
In heav'n I Thee admire. 



88 

WHAT HAPPINESS IS MINE THIS 
DAY! 



By I. Williams. 



ilrtHAT happiness is mine this day, 
vL/ What bliss and joy divine; 
Jesus, my King, has come to me ; 
His Heart now rests in mine. 

Chorus. 

Honor and love and endless praise, 
Saviour, most dear, be Thine ; 

Wrapt is my soul in sweet amaze, 
Jesus, my God, is mine. 



What wondrous gift is now mine own, 

In love and pity given; 
My Jesus makes my heart His throne, 

And changes earth to heaven. — Cho. 

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3 
What loving mercy doth He show 


Unto His humble child; 


Grant 


me Thy love to ever know, 


My 


Saviour meek and mild. — Cho. 


4 
His boundless love He brings to me, 


His 


Sacred Heart is mine ; 


Jesus, 


my heart I give to Thee; 


My 


dearest Lord, I'm Thine. — Cho. 




• 
89 


NO ONE NEEDS THEE MORE 




THAN I. 




By Mgr. Gibert. 



OEAREST Jesus, all Thy creatures 
Are more worthy of Thy grace 
Than the vile and wretched sinner 

Who now kneels before Thy face. 
Yet, one claim have I upon Thee, 

Which Thou never wilt deny : 
In the bounds of Thy creation, 

"No one needs Thee more than I." 



Other souls have been more faithful. 

And have served Thee better far, 
Many spotless hearts more fitting 

For Thy gracious presence are 

147 



Many lips devout, a greeting 
Far more fervent can supply, 

But, dear Master, well Thou knowest : 
"No one needs Thee more than I," 



3 

Many loving hands have carried 

Richer off'rings to Thy shrine, 
Many generous hearts have loved Thee 

With a purer love than mine; 
All these chosen ones approach Thee 

As the dove to covert fly, 
I am utterly unworthy, 

"No one needs Thee more than T." 

4 
Sins unnumbered, unatoned for, 

Have made havoc in my soul, 
And against me stands, as witness : 

The recording angel's roll; 
All untilled has been my vineyard, 

And its soil is hard and dry, 

my God! my only Refuge! 

"No one needs Thee more than I." 

5 
For without Thee I am helpless, 

Fast in sin's strong fetters caught, 
Blinded by my evil passions, 

Swayed by impulses untaught; 

1 could do no good unaided, 

It were worse than vain to try, 
Come Thyself to me, sweet Jesus ! 
"No one needs Thee more than I." 

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6 

Thou didst leave the Father's bosom 

To reclaim and save the lost ; 
Thou didst take upon Thee freely 

Our redemption's awful cost. 
Thou Thyself hast called me to Thee, 

Thou wilt hearken to my cry, 
In the bounds of Thy creation, 

"No one needs Thee more than I." 



90 

TO EARTH HAS HIGHEST 
HEAVEN DESCENDED. . 

By I. Williams. 

Chorus. 

i^\0 earth has highest heaven descended, 
^^ My Saviour dwells within my breast, 
My loving Lord lives in my heart, 

Oh! my soul, adore thy Guest, (twice.) 



Wondrous love, thrice condescending, 
Brings my God from heaven to me; 

To His creature, lowly bending, 
In His sweet humility. — Chorus. 



Wrapped in love and adoration, 

Evermore my soul shall be; 
Lost in wond'ring contemplation, 

For my God has come to me. — Chorus. 

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3 

Close to Him, my soul united, 

His dearest Heart He gives to me; 

With Him, by His love invited, 
I shall rest eternally. — Chorus. 

4 
Fortified by Food of Angels, 

My heart fears nor foe nor strife, 
Safely guided through life's dangers, 
Strengthened by the Bread of Life. 

— Chorus. 

91 

See No. 90. 

92 

BREAD OF ANGELS, LAMB OF GOD. 

By I. Williams. 

Chorus. 

©READ of Angels, Lamb of God, 
Jesus, I adore Thee; 
Thou wilt be my heavenly food, 
Jesus, dearest Lord. 



Thou art tender Father, 

Thou art Friend sincere; 
Come, my loving Saviour, 

Be my guest most dear. — Chorus. 

150 



I approach Thy altar, 

Filled with faith and love, 
Hope that ne'er can falter, 

Trust in God above. — Chorus. 

3 
Weak and poor and sinful, 

By temptation tried, 

But Thy love and pity, 

Bring Thee to mine aid. — Chorus. 

4 
For Thy love, dear Jesus, 

Yearns my famished heart ; 
Come and dwell within me, 

From me ne'er depart. — Chorus. 



93 

IN MY HEART MY JESUS FINDS A 
RESTING PLACE. 

By I. Williams. 

i 

IN my heart, my Jesus 
Finds a resting place ; 
Comes himself to bring me 
His dear love and grace. 

Chorus. 

Bread of Angels, Lamb of God, 
Jesus, I adore Thee; 
Thou hast come, my Guest to be, 
Jesus, dearest Lord. 

151 



O my gracious Master, 

O my King divine, 
How can I e'er thank Thee, 

For this gift of Thine? — Chorus. 

3 

Saints and angels praise Thee, 

With them will I sing 
Praises never ending 

To my God and King. — Chorus. 

4 
For Thy love, my Jesus, 

Happiness 'twill be, 
Just to live for Thee, Lord ; 

Just to die for Thee. — Chorus. 



94 

SOUL OF MY SAVIOUR, SANCTIFY 
MY HEART. 

By Rev. J. D. Aylward, O. P. 

(Anima Christ i.) 

i 

JOUL of my Saviour, sanctify my 
breast : 

Body of Christ, be Thou my Saving Guest ; 
Blood of my Jesus ! bathe me in Thy tide, 
Wash me, ye waters gushing from His Side. 

(twice.) 

152 



Strength and protection may Thy Passion 

be; 
Jesus ! oh, hear my sighs and answer me ! 
Deep in Thy Heart, Lord, hide and shelter 

me; 
So shall I never, never part from Thee. 

(twice.) 

3 

Guard and defend me from the foe malign, 
In death's dread moments make me only 

Thine ; 
Call me, and bid me come to Thee on high, 
Where I may praise Thee, reigning in the 

sky. (twice.) 



95 

DAY OF HAPPINESS UNDYING! 

By I. Williams. 

i 

V^ET hosts of heav'n attend and heart- 
^-A felt praises sing; 

Let earth and sky rejoice this happy, 

happy day; 
My God dwells in my heart, my Saviour 

and my King; 
His love so dear, so sweet, He now to me 

doth bring, 
To be mine own for aye, to be mine own 

for aye. 

^53 



Chorus. 

O day of happiness "undying! 

Of sweet delight and ecstasy; 
My God, on wings of mercy 

^ . fl y in S> [(twice.) 

Deigns to come and dwell 

with me. 



2 

He loves me with a love no mortal heart 

can show, 
A love so vast and deep, so true and 

wonderful, 
That e'en the saints in heav'n its depths 

can never know; 
Sweet peace and heav'nly joy and saving 

graces flow 
From love so merciful, from love so 

merciful. — Chorus. 



3 

O Jesus, dearest Lord, my heart e'er pines 
and sighs, 
To lean, like John of old, upon Thy 
Sacred Breast; 
The promise sweet, O Lord, to read in Thy 

dear eyes, 
That one day I shall fly to Thee in paradise, 
In Thy loved Heart to rest, in Thy loved 
Heart to rest. — Chorus. 

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96 

WHAT HAPPINESS CAN EQUAL 
MINE? 

By Rev. Fr. Potter. 
i 
HAT happiness can equal mine? 



ffi 



I've found the object of my love. 
My Saviour dear, my King divine, 
Is come to me from Heaven above. 



He makes my heart His own abode, 
His flesh becomes my daily bread, 

He pours on me His healing blood, 
And with His life my soul is fed. 

3 

My Love is mine, and I am His ; 

In me He dwells, in Him I live ; 
Where could I taste a purer bliss? 

What greater boon could Jesus give ? 

4 
O royal Banquet! heavenly Feast! 

O flowing Fount of life and grace! 
Where God the giver, man the guest, 

Meet and unite in sweet embrace. 

5 
No more, O Satan, thee I fear ! 

O world, thy charms I now despise, 
For Christ Himself is with me here, 

My j°y> m y hf e > m y Paradise' 

155 



Dear Jesus, now my heart is Thine ; 

Oh, may it never from Thee flee ; 
My God, be Thou for ever mine, 

And I Thine own eternally. 



97 

BREAD OF HEAVEN! 
By Rev. E. Vaughan, C SS. R. 

i 
BREAD of Heav'n, beneath this ml 



o 



Thou dost my very God conceal : 
My Jesus, dearest treasure, hail ; 

I love Thee, and adoring kneel; 
Each loving soul by Thee is fed 
With Thy own Self in form of bread. 



Food of life, Thou who dost give 
The pledge of immortality; 

1 live ; no, 'tis not I that live ; 

God gives me life ; God lives in me : 
He feeds my soul, He guides my ways, 
And with joy ev'ry grief repays. 

3 

My dearest Good! who dost so bind 

My heart with countless chains to Thee 

O Sweetest Love ! my soul shall find 
In Thy dear bonds true liberty; 

Thyself, Thou hast bestowed on me, 

Thine, Thine for ever I will be. 

156 



98 

THE MEMORY OF JESUS SWEET. 

(Jesu, dulcis memoria.) 

Tr. Rev. H. T. Henry, Litt.D. 

i 

i^HE memory of Jesus sweet 
Vl/ Doth make the heart with rapture beat ; 
But honey, yea, nor aught can mete 
The joy His presence doth complete! 

2 

No softer singing e'er was done, 
Or sound of gladder music done; 
No sweeter thought e'er dwelt upon, 
Than Jesus, Saviour, God the Son. 

3 

Jesus, hope of the contrite mind, 
To them that ask, how sweet inclined; 
To them that seek Thee, ever kind : 
But what art Thou to them that find? 

4 
No tongue availeth to confess, 
No word nor thought can e'er express 
He only knows that doth possess, 
In love, the Saviour's sweet caress. 

5 
O Jesus, be our hope, we pray, 
Who our reward shalt be for aye; 
Our glory be with Thee to stay 
Thro' endless ages of the Day. 

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®!j* Mazt &txmb 3f *art of Jrsua 



99 



A MESSAGE FROM THE SACRED 
HEART. 

Messenger of the S. H. 



fj MESSAGE from the Sacred Heart: 

5J. What may this message be? 

"My child, My child, give Me thy heart — 

My Heart has bled for thee." 
This is the message Jesus sends 

To my poor heart to-day, ■ 
And from His Throne in Heav'n He bends 

To hear what I shall say. 



A message to the Sacred Heart ; 

Oh, bear it back with speed : 
"Come, Jesus, reign within my heart — 

Thy Heart is all I need/' 
This pray'r I'll pray while here I pine 

From Heav'n and Thee apart, 
Nor cease, dear Lord, till I am Thine 

For ever Heart to heart. 

158 



100 

HEAR THE HEART OF JESUS 
PLEADING, 

By Eleanor C. Donnelly. 



Y :s aEAR the Heart of Jesus pleading, 
X-Jt "Come and sweetly rest in me. 
With a peace and joy exceeding, 

Meek and humble ever be; 
In My Heart serene and holy, 

All your selfish cares resign." 
Dearest Jesus ! meek and lowly, 

Make, oh, make our hearts like Thine! 

{twice.) 

2 

"Purer than the lily's whiteness, 

Fairer than the driven snows, 
In the beauty and the brightness, 

Of your souls, I seek repose; 
Calmly keep your. hearts before Me, 

From the stain of passion free." 
Heart of Jesus ! we implore Thee, 

Make, oh, make us pure like Thee! 

{twice.) 
3 
Heart of love! in thee confiding, 

We shall learn to do Thy will ; 
In Thy sacred wound abiding, 

Burning love our hearts shall fill. 
We shall bless Thee, and obey Thee, 

Ever serve Thee faithfully; 
Sweetest Heart! we humbly pray Thee, 

Let us live and die in Thee! {twice.) 

159 



101 

O SACRED HEART! ALL BLISSFUL 
LIGHT OF HEAVEN! 

By Rev. F. Stanfield. 

i 

O SACRED Heart! all blissful light of 
Heaven, 
Rapture of Angels, beaming ever 
bright,— 
Ravishing joys, in rich and radiant splen- 
dor, 
Flow from Thy glory in torrents of de- 
light, {twice.) 

2 

O Sacred Heart ! O hope of sinner's sor- 
row, 
Rest of the weary, careworn, and de- 
pressed, 
Sweetly lead home earth's lone estranged 
exiles, 
Where 'neath Thy love we may lie down 
and rest, {twice.) 

3 - 

O Sacred Heart! as strain of softest rap- 
ture, 
Sweet falls the music of that voice so 
blest: 
"Come unto Me, all ye who mourn and 
labor, 
Come heavy laden, and I will give you 
rest." {twice.) 

160 



4 

O Sacred Heart! when shades of death 
are falling, 
Gather Thy children 'neath the wings of 
love ; 
Hush us to rest in Thine own gentle mercy, 
Bear troubled spirits to brighter realms 
above, (tzvice.) 

5 
O Sacred Heart ! what bliss, what thrilling 
rapture 
E'er to rest near Thee on Thine own 
bright shore ; 
Ever to gaze upon Thy beaming splendor, 
Never to part — to weep, to mourn no 
more, (twice.) 



102 

COME HITHER AND IN WORSHIP 
KNEEL. 

By Rev. M. Russell, S. J. 



GOME hither and in worship kneel, 
O thou who hast a heart to feel ; 
Let Jesus' Heart our song inspire, 
And set our hearts, e'en ours, on fire. 
If by this Heart unmoved still, 
Thou gazest on it, cold and chill, 
O man, how cruel art thou grown, 
Thy heart is dull and hard as stone. 

161 



O Heart on our salvation bent, 

And for our ransom torn and spent, 

Thou, that in safety we might live, 

Thy life, Thy Heart's blood, all wouldst 

give. 
O Heart of love, let Calvary 
At length Thy last of graces be, 
And after all Thy toils and woes 
Amid the joys of heav'n repose. 

3 

But ah, not so; this Heart hath tried 

A new device its love to hide ; 

Jesus becomes our food that He 

All, all our own may ever be. 

This loving Heart how many spurn, 

And give but outrage in return ; 

This is Thy guerdon, God above, 

Thus art Thou loved, my Love, my Love. 

103 

ALL YE WHO SEEK A SURE 
RELIEF. 

By Rev. E. Caswall. 

i 

3LL ye who seek a sure relief, 
In trouble or distress, 
Whatever sorrows vex your mind, 

Or guilt your soul oppress : 
Our Lord who gave Himself for you, 

Upon the cross to die, 
Unfolds to you His Sacred Heart; 
Oh ! to that Heart draw nigh. 

162 



2 

Ye hear how kindly He invites, 

Ye hear His words so blest: 
"All ye that labor, come to Me, 

And I will give you rest." 
What meeker than the Saviour's Heart, 

As on the cross He lay? 
It did His murderers forgive, 

And for their pardon pray. 

3 
O Heart ! Thou joy of saints on high ! 

Thou hope of sinners here ! 
Attracted by those loving words, 

To Thee I lift my pray'r. 
Wash Thou my wounds in that dear Blood 

Which forth from Thee doth flow ; 
New grace, new hope inspire ; a new 

And better heart bestow. 

104 

ONE HEART ALONE. 

From the "Nazareth Chimes! 9 

i 

ONE heart alone, with changeless love 
appeals 
To every soul, in tender accents sweet, 
"Abide in Me/' no friend more keenly feels 
The coldness of thy heart's responsive 
beat, {twice.) 

2 

In hours of trial within this tearful vale 
At My pierced Feet your secret burdens 
lay, 

163 



In life nor death, My aid shall never faN, 
Those chosen ones, who make My Heart 
their stay, (twice.) 

3 

Good Master, long my weary feet have 
strayed 
O'er thorny ways and rugged mountains 
steep, 
But oh ! Thy Heart, Thy Voice, Thy con- 
stant aid 
Upheld my soul above the chasm so deep. 

(twice.) 
4 
And thou, my Queen, whose fond com- 
placent gaze 
To me is more than all this world be- 
stows, 
Let that sweet light within thy glistening 
eyes 
Illume the way which leads to heaven's 
repose, (tzvice.) 

105 

SACRED HEART OF JESUS. 

From the "English Messenger." 

i 

O SACRED Heart of Jesus, 
We long to be with Thee, 
In Thy blest home in heaven, 

Thy glory there to see, 
Where sorrow finds no entrance, 
Where ev'ry wrong's redrest, 
Where broken hearts find healing, 
And weary hearts find rest. 
164 



Where they who here have loved Thee ; 

Rejoice for evermore; 
And singing songs of triumph 

Exultingly adore; 
There, where the secret fiat 

On earth, breath'd lovingly ; 
And shame, and lifelong anguish 

Are glorified by Thee. 

3 

We've loved Thee — oh, weVe loved Thee 

Despised and crucified ; 
And Thou wilt not forsake us, 

Now Thou art glorified. 
Live in us, Heart of Jesus, 

Be here our life — our prayer, 
To sanctify our sorrows 

Until Thy joys we share. 



106 

SACRED HEART OF JESUS DEAR. 
By I. Williams. 
. i 

OS ACRED Heart ! O Heart of Jesus 
dear! 
O Sacred Heart, aflame with love divine ; 
Take Thou my heart, draw me each day 
more near, 
Take Thou my heart, (j times) and let 
it rest in Thine. 



165 



Pierced by the lance on Calvary's cruel 
Tree, 
A saving flood of priceless graces poured ; 
From His dear Heart, Whose blood was 
shed for me, 
The Sacred Heart, (5 times) the loving 
Heart of God. 



3 

O Sacred Heart, true source of Heavenly 
bliss, 
Of peace divine which Thou alone canst 
give ; 
What sweeter lot could mortal ask than 
this; 
To die for Thee, (5 times) with Thee in 
heaven to live? 



107 

ONLY THEE, MY JESUS! 

By M. S. Pine. 

1 

ONLY Thee ! my Jesus ! 
Only Thee I crave; 
Thou didst loose my fetters, 

All my sins forgave. 
Here to Thine own temple 
Thou hast led my feet; 
To Thy Heart hast bound me 
By love's fetters sweet. 

166 



Chorus. 
Only Thee, my Jesus ! 

Thou art all to me ; 
Soul and heart are singing, 

Jesus, only Thee ! 



How can I repay Thee? 

Graces every hour 
Thrill my soul with wonder, 

Tell Thy love and power. 
Only Thee, my Jesus! 

Thine are all my days; 
Vowed to Thee forever, 

Thine is all my praise. — Chorus. 

3 

Bowed in Thy sweet Presence, 

Fleet the hours divine ; 
While Thy Heart is whispering 

"Let thy heart be Mine." 
Then to labor hasting 

I am still with Thee, 
And Thy voice still lingers ; 

"Teach and toil for Me." — Chorus. 

4 
Oh, the bliss of knowing, 

Jesus, I am Thine; 
Naught from Thee can sever, 

Naught but sin of mine. 
O'er the earth, o'er angels, 

Do I take my flight; 
Only Thee, my Jesus ! 

Thou art life and fight. — Chorus. 

167 



108 

TO THEE, HEART OF JESUS. 
By Rev. M. Russell, S. J. 



i^\0 Thee, O Heart of Jesus, 
V./ To Thee our hearts we give, 
Help, help us all to love Thee 
And serve Thee while we live. 

Chorus. 

Yes, yes, till life is over, 

And then for evermore, 
O Sacred Heart of Jesus, ) (twice ) 

We'll love Thee and adore. J 



No heart can be so tender, 
No heart can love like Thee; 

Thy life-blood all, O Jesus, 

Was shed to set us free.— Chorus. 

3 

Ah, hard our hearts and cruel, 

If Thee we do not love, 
Who from Thy throne descendest 

To draw our hearts above. — Chorus. 

4 
For us Thy life of labor, 

For us Thy death of pain, 
For us in guise so lowly 

Thou dost on earth remain. — Chorus. 

168 



Alas, too long with coldness 

This yearning love we pay, 
But now, O Heart of Jesus, 

Our hearts are Thine for aye. — Chorus. 



109 

TO JESUS' HEART ALL BURNING. 

(Cor anions.) 

By Rev. A. J. Christie, S. J. 

i 

j^\0 Jesus' Heart, all burning 
^/ With fervent love for men, 
My heart with fondest yearning 
Shall raise its joyful strain. 

Chorus. 

While ages course along, 

Blest be with loudest song 

The Sacred Heart of Jesus ) . . N 

- 5 (twice.) 



By every heart and tongue! 



O Heart, for me on fire 

With love no tongue can speak, 
My yet untold desire 

God gives me for Thy sake. — Chorus. 

169 



3 

Too true, I have forsaken 

Thy love by wilful sin ; 
Yet now let me be taken 

Back by Thy grace again. — Chorus. 

4 
As Thou art meek and lowly, 

And ever pure of Heart, 
So may my heart be wholly 

Of Thine the counterpart. — Chorus. 

5 
Oh! that to me were given 

The pinions of a dove, 
Td speed aloft to heaven, 

My Jesus' love to prove. — Chorus. 

6 
When life away is flying, 

And earth's false glare is done; 
Still, Sacred Heart, in dying 

I'll say I'm all Thine own. — Chorus. 



110 

DEAR SACRED HEART, I THEE 
ADORE. 

By I. Williams. 

i 

EAR Sacred Heart, I Thee adore, 



o 



Make me love Thee more and more ; 
Dear Sacred Heart, I Thee adore, 

Make me love Thee more and more, 
Oh I make me love Thee more and more. 

170 



Chorus. 
Cor Jesu sacratissimum, miserere nobis. 

Teach me to love, teach me to pray, 

Draw me closer day by day; 
Teach me to love, teach me to pray, 

Draw me closer day by day, 
Oh ! draw me closer day by day. — Chorus. 

3 

Though tempest tossed, I know no fear, 
I love and trust for Thou art near ; 

Though tempest tossed, I know no fear, 
I love and trust for Thou art near, 

I love and trust for Thou art near. — Cho. 



Ill 

SWEET HEART OF JESUS, FOUNT 
OF LOVE. 

i 
JWEET Heart of Jesus, fount of love 

and mercy, 
To-day we come Thy blessing to implore : 
Oh, touch our hearts, so cold and so un- 
grateful, 
And make them, Lord, Thine own for 
evermore. 

Chorus. 
Sweet Heart of Jesus! we im-\ 

plore, I ( . ^ 

Oh, make us love thee more and r \tw%ce, t . 
more. ) 

171 



2 

Sweet Heart of Jesus ! make us know and 

love Thee, 

Unfold to us the treasures of Thy grace, 

That so our hearts, from things of earth 

uplifted, 

May long alone to gaze upon Thy Face. 

— Chorus. 

3 

Sweet Heart of Jesus! make us pure and 
gentle, 
And teach us how to do Thy blessed will ; 
To follow close the print of Thy dear foot- 
steps, 
And when we fall — Sweet Heart, oh, 
love us still. — Chorus. 

4 
Sweet Heart of Jesus ! bless all hearts that 
love Thee, 
And may Thine own Heart ever blessed be, 
Bless us, dear Lord, and bless the friends 
we cherish, 
And keep us true to Mary and to Thee. 

— Chorus. 

112 

FORGET ME NOT! 'TIS THUS MY 
HEART IS PLEADING. 

"The Voice of the S. Heart/' 
i 

HORGET Me not! 'tis thus My Heart is 
pleading, 
With you for whom I fain again would 
die; 

172 



Forget Me not! for oh! this Heart once 
broken 
Still loves you from its glorious throne 
on high, (twice.) 

2 

Forget Me not! upon the silent altar; 

They pass Me by and leave Me all alone ; 
They've love enough for all, for every 
other, 
For Me, their God, their hearts are cold 
as stone, (twice.) 

3 

Forget Me not ! for oh ! I'm ever waiting 
For friends who will My bitter wrongs 
atone ; 
Forget Me not ! for I am ever craving 
Devoted hearts who'll make My woes 
their own. (twice.) 

4 
Forget Me not ! when desolation tempts me 
To plunge into the world's tempestuous 
sea, 
Remember how the sin-laden and weary 
My Heart invited, saying: "Come to Me." 

(twice.) 



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113 

O CHRIST THY GUILTY PEOPLE 
SPARE. 

(Placare, Christ e, t Servulis.) 

Tr. Rev. E. Caswall. 



O CHRIST, Thy guilty people spare ! 
Lo, kneeling at Thy gracious throne, 
Thy Virgin Mother pours her prayer, 
Imploring pardon for her own. 



Ye Angels, happy evermore ! 

Who in your circles nine ascend, 
As ye have guarded us before, 

So still from harm our steps defend. 

3 

Ye Prophets, and Apostles high ! 

Behold our penitential tears ; 
And plead for us when death is nigh, 

And our all-searching Judge appears. 

4 
Ye Martyrs, all ! a purple band, 

And Confessors, a white-robed train ; 
Oh, call us to our native land, 

From this our exile, back again. 

174 



, 5 
And ye, O choirs of Virgins chaste ! 

Receive us to your seats on high ; 
With Hermits whom the desert waste 

Sent up of old into the sky. 

6 

Drive from the flock, O Spirits blest ! 

The false and faithless race away; 
That all within one fold may .rest, 

Secure beneath one shepherd's sway. 

7 
To God the Father glory be, 

And to His sole-begotten Son; 
And glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee, 

While everlasting ages run. 



114 

FROM YOUR BLISSFUL THRONES 
OF GLORY. 



ist Choir. 

*£YROM your blissful thrones of glory, 
Jl-A Look on us O God's elect; 
Tell us what repays your combats, 
Tell us what we may expect, — 

2nd Choir. 

"Our delight no one can titter, 
Eye has not seen, ear not heard, 

None on earth can feel the pleasure, 
That for us God has reserved." 

175 



2 

ist Choir. 

Ye bright martyr throng, whose courage 
Never quailed amid the strife; 

What is now to be your portion 
After giving up your life? — 

2nd Choir. 

"We, with waving palms all standing 
And with banners bright unfurled, 

Sing forever alleluia, 
To the Saviour of the world. 5 ' 



3 

1st Choir. 

Ye, whose unabated penance 
Made the desert so renowned, 

Hermits, tell us, for your rigors 
What delight ye now have found? 

2nd Choir. 
"For the pleasures we relinquished, 

For our homes and friends below, 
Joys delicious pour in torrents 

Fill our hearts and overflow." 



4 
1st Choir. 
Ye, the virgins who on earth were 

Bound to an eternal spouse, 
With what favors does He crown you, 
Faithful to your three-fold vows? 

176 



2nd Choir. 

"Happy brides in spotless garments, 
Close beside our Lord we throng, 

Where the Lamb goes, there we follow, 
While we sing the unknown song." 



5 
1st Choir. 

As we gaze upon your glory, 

Saints of God, in Heaven's own light, 

Teach us how we too may join you, 
How to win those crowns so bright. 

2nd Choir. 

"Would you come where we have entered 
Fight with all your strength and power; 

Would you live the life eternal, 
Die to self at every hour?" 

6 
ist Choir. 

Ah! we shrink from pain and sorrow, 
We are frightened when we hear; 

We must live in constant struggles, 
We must die to all that's dear. 

2nd Choir. 

"If the path be rough and thorny, 
At the end all pain- shall cease ; 

If the battle be a fierce one, 
There shall be eternal peace!" 

177 



115 

HEAV'N! CELESTIAL HOME! 
i 

O HEAV'N celestial home ! 
O boundless land of love, 
I long to enter thee, 
And see my God above. 

Chorus. 

When will the angels come, 
And call my soul away? 

This earth is dark as night, 
But heav'n is bright as day. 



Why stay I here so long, 

An exile from the land 
Where Mary sits enthroned 

Upon her Son's right hand? — Chorus. 

3 

Pleading with tenderest love, 
For all who breathe the name 

Of Him Who was, Who is, 

And e'er will be the same. — Chorus. 

4 
Jesus, Thy love is more 

Than mortal tongue can sing, 
The fountain of my faith, 

My hope, my ev'rything. — Chorus. 

i 7 8 



5 
If death no terror brings, 

'Tis lasting, burning love 
That nils my soul with zeal 

To reach my God above. — Chorus. 

6 

Sad sighs and tears my lot 
Till th' angel's trumpet sounds, 

To bid me glorious rise 

To lands where joy abounds. — Chorus. 

7 
Before the throne divine, 

My voice at length I'll raise, 
To God in Persons three, 

With hymns of endless praise. — Chorus. 



116 

FOR THEE, DEAR, DEAR 
COUNTRY. 

(0 bona P atria.) 

By Dr. J. M. Neale. 
i 

SOR thee, O dear, dear Country, 
Mine eyes their vigils keep, 
For very love, beholding 

Thy happy name, they weep, {twice.) 
The mention of thy glory 
Is unction to the breast, 
And medicine in sickness, 
And love, and life, and rest. 

179 



O one, O only Mansion ! 

O Paradise of joy! 
Where tears are ever banished, 

And smiles have no alloy, (twice.) 
The Lamb is all thy splendor; 

The Crucified, thy praise; 
His laud and benediction 

Thy ransomed people raise. 



Thou hast no shore, fair ocean ! 

Thou hast no time, bright day ! 
Dear fountain of refreshment 

To pilgrims far away! (twice.) 
Upon the Rock of Ages 

They raise thy holy tower ; 
Thine is the victor's laurel, 

And thine the golden dower. 



O sweet and blessed Country, 

The home of God's elect ! 
O sweet and blessed Country, 

That eager hearts expect! (twice.) 
Jesus, in mercy bring us 

To that dear land of rest ; 
Who art, with God the Father 

And Spirit, ever blest. 

180 



117 

PARADISE! 
By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 



O PARADISE! O Paradise! 
Who doth not crave for rest? 
Who would not seek the happy land, 
Where they that loved are blest ; 

Chorus. 

Where loyal hearts, and true, 
Stand ever in the light, 

All rapture through and through 
In God's most holy sight? 

2 

Paradise! O Paradise! 
'Tis weary waiting here ; 

1 long to be where Jesus is, 

To feel, to see Him near. — Chorus 

3 

O Paradise! O Paradise! 

The world is growing old; 
Who would not be at rest and free 

Where love is never cold. — Chorus. 

4 
O Paradise! O Paradise! 

Wherefore doth death delay, 
Bright death, that is the welcome dawn 

Of our eternal day. — Chorus. 

181 



5 

Paradise! O Paradise! 
I want to sin no more 

1 want to be as pure on earth 

As on thy spotless shore. — Chorus. 



6 

O Paradise ! O Paradise ! 

I greatly long to see 
The special place my dearest Lord 

Is destining for me. — Chorus. 



7 

O Paradise! O Paradise! 

I feel 'twill not be long; 
Patience ! I almost think I hear 

Faint fragments of thy song. — Chorus. 



118 

HEAVEN, MY HOME! 

By I. Williams. 

i 

HEAVEN my home, for thee my heart is 
yearning ; 
No love but thine, no joys but thine, 
Can satisfy this heart of mine 
With love and longing burning. 

182 



Chorus. 
Lord of heaven, King of peace, 
When oh ! when shall I see Thee, 
See Thee face to face. 
When, oh! when shall I see Thee face 
to face. 

2 
Heaven is rest and happiness eternal ; 
No grief is there, no suffering there, 
But joy and bliss without compare, 
A joy and bliss supernal. — Chorus. 

3 
Heaven is peace and light and love and 

sweetness ; 
Earth's sorrows o'er, earth's trials o'er, 
Heaven gives us peace for evermore, 
And love in sweet completeness. — Chorus. 

4 
Heaven is God, my heart's dear Lord and 

Saviour ; 
My Jesus sweet, my Saviour blest, 
Oh ! haste the day of heavenly rest 
That makes me Thine forever. — Chorus. 

119 

NO MORE TO SIGH, NO MORE TO 
WEEP. 

By Rev. Fr. Campbell. 
i 

DO more to sigh, no more to weep, 
The faithful dead in Jesus sleep; 
Unfading let their mem'ry bloom, 

183 



While rest their bodies in the tomb ; 
Nor will their Lord the love distrust 
That strews its garlands o'er their dust. 

Chorus. 

Unto all, O Jesus blest, 
Grant Thine own eternal rest. 



Though in the grave their clay is cold, 
They have not left the Christian Fold, 
Still we are sharers of their joy, 
Companions of their best employ; 
And Thee in them, O Lord Most High, 
And them in Thee, we magnify. — Chorus. 



3 

An Angel sings that they are blest, 
Yes, saith the Spirit, sweet their rest, 
In bowers of Paradise they meet, 
Secure beneath their Saviour's Feet, 
Nor fear the trump which soon shall all 
Before the throne of judgment call. — Ceo. 

4 

In evil days, when earth is old, 

And faith grows dim, and love is cold, 

Let Christian footsteps softly tread 

Where lie beneath the faithful dead; 

And oft let Faith and Love repair, 

To gather light and kindling there. — Cho. 

184 



120 

OH, TURN TO JESUS, MOTHER, 
TURN. 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

i 

OH, turn to Jesus, Mother, turn, 
And call Him by His tend'rest 
names, 
Pray for the Holy Souls that burn, 
This hour amid the cleansing flames. 

{twice.) 
Chorus. 

O Maria ! Mater Dei ; 
O Maria ! Ora pro eis. 



Ah ! they have fought a gallant fight ; 

In death's cold arms they persevered ; 
And after life's uncheery night, 

The harbor of their rest is neared. — Cho. 

{twice.) 
3 
They are the children of thy tears ; 

Then hasten, Mother, to their aid; 
In pity think each hour appears 
An age while glory is delayed. — Cho. 

{tzvice.) 
4 
O Mary! let thy Son no more 

His lingering spouses thus expect; 
God's children to their God restore, 
And to the Spirit His elect. — Chorus. 

{twice.) 

185 



5 

In pains beyond all earthly pains, 
Favorites of Jesus, there they lie, 

Letting the fire wear out their stains, 
And worshipping God's purity. — Chorus. 

(twice.) 



Pray, then, as thou hast ever prayed ; 

Angels and souls, all look to thee ; 
God waits thy prayers, for He hath made 

Those prayers His law of charity. — Cho. 

(twice.) 



121 

PRAY FOR THE DEAD. 
From the "Sentinel of the B. Sacrament.' 



CRAY for the dead, 
All ye who mourn, 
Love ends not with the grave. 
In life, perhaps, 
They needed not, 
But now your aid they crave. 

Chorus. 

Unto all, O Jesus blest, 
Grant Thine own eternal rest. 

186 



Pray for the dead, 

All ye who weep, 
Tears will not set them free, 

Nor comfort them 

In their distress, 
Until God's face they see. — Chorus. 



3 

Pray for the dead, 

All ye who hope, 
The joy of heav'n to gain, 

And you may seek 

Their aid, and lo ! 
You will not seek in vain. — Chorus. 



122 

IN THE BURNING DEPTHS WE 

SUFFER. 

By I. Williams. 



XN the burning depths we suffer, 
Sighing, weeping, here in pain ; 
Far from God, in torment languish, 
But our tears no merit gain — 
Ah me ! Ah me ! 
Those who loved us have forgotten, 
And we call for aid in vain. 

187 



2 

Moved to pity by our anguish, 

Christian, hearken to our cry ; 
Save us, we implore thee, save us; 

Do not pass unheeding by. 
Ah me! Ah me! 
Heav'n, without thy sacrifices 

Shortens not our agony. 

3 

In His justice, God did smite us; 

Tis for thee who art pur friend, 
To appease His righteous anger, 

And our dreadful sufferings end. 
Ah me ! Ah me ! 
Listen, brother, to our pleadings; 

Why refuse thine aid to lend ? 

4 
Here we wait in fearful torture, 

Till we're free from every stain ; 
God has giv'n to thee the power 
To release us from our pain. 
Ah me 1 Ah me ! 
Why, oh ! why, dost thou forsake us ? 
Hath our love been rent in twain ? 

123 

OH, IT IS SWEET TO THINK OF 

THOSE THAT ARE DEPARTED. 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

i 

OH ! it is sweet to think, 
Of those that are departed, 
While murmured Aves sink 
To silence tender-hearted, 

188 



While tears that have no pain 

Are tranquilly distilling, 
And the dead live again 

In hearts that love is filling, (twice.) 



Yet not as in the days 

Of earthly ties we love them ; 
For they are touched with rays 

From light that is above them : 
Another sweetness shines 

Around their well-known features ; 
God with His glory signs 

His dearly ransomed creatures, (twice.) 



Yes, they are more our own, 

Since now they are God's only; 
And each one that has gone 

Has left our heart less lonely. 
He mourns not seasons fled, 

Who now in Him possesses 
Treasures of many dead 

In their dear Lord's caresses, (twice.) 



They whom we loved on earth 

Attract us now in Heaven; 
Who shared our grief and mirth 

Back to us now are given, 
They move with noiseless foot 

Gravely and sweetly round us 
And their soft touch hath cut 

Full many a chain that bound us. (twice.) 

189 



5 

O dearest dead ! to Heaven 

With grudging sighs we give you 
To Him — be doubts forgiven ! 

Who took you there to save you : — 
Now get us grace to love 

Your memories yet more kindly, 
Pine for our home above, 

And trust to God more blindly, (twice.) 

124 

LORD, LET ME SEE THY LOVELY 
FACE. 

By Rev. Fr. W. Treacy. 



HORD, let me see Thy lovely Face, 
And let me fly to Thee ; 
O Source of Life! O Light, O Grace, 

Look kindly now on me. 
Through weary ways I've sought Thy will, 

Though weak and frail, was I ; 
But let me praise Thee, love Thee still, 
Then gladly will I die. 

2 

My sins are countless as the w r aves 

That yonder rise and fall, 
But they are buried in deep graves — 

I've wept above them all. 
Sweet Jesus of the Sacred Heart, 

My God, my Lord, my King, 
From Thy fair throne I'll never part, 

To Thee I'll ever cling. 

190 



3 

Ye Angels, strike your sweetest lyres! 

Ye, Virgins, chant your songs ! 
Ye holy Saints, light incense-fires! 

Rich music, float along! 
A pilgrim from a far-off shore 

A brother seeking rest, 
Now comes to dwell for ever more. 

Upon his Saviour's breast. 



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125 

I'LL S/NG A HYMN TO MARY. 

(Mariae Nomen.) 

By Rev. Fr. Wyze. 



^TT"LL s i n g a hymn to Mary, 
^A^ The Mother of my God, 
The Virgin of all virgins, 

Of David's royal blood. 
Oh, teach me, holy Mary, 

A loving song to frame, 
When wicked men blaspheme thee, 

To love and bless thy name. 



O Lily of the Valley, 

O Mystic Rose, what tree 
Or flower, e'en the fairest, 

Is half so fair as thee? 
Oh, let me, though so lowly, 

Recite my Mother's fame, 
When wicked men blaspheme thee, 

To love and bless thy name. 

192 



3 

When troubles dark afflict me, 

In sorrow and in care, 
Thy light doth ever guide me,. 

O beauteous Morning Star ! 
So I'll be ever ready 

Thy goodly help to claim ; 
When wicked men blaspheme thee 

I'll love and bless thy name. 

4 
And now, O Virgin Mary, 

My Mother and my Queen, 
I've sung thy praise, so bless me 

And keep my heart from sin. 
When others jeer and mock thee, 

I'll often think how I 
To shield my Mother, Mary, 

Would lay me down and die. 



126 

LOOK DOWN, O MOTHER MARY. 
Tr. Rev. E. Vaughan, C. SS. R. 

i , 

HOOK down, O Mother Mary, 
From thy bright throne above ; 
Cast down upon thy children 

One only glance of love ; 
And if a heart so tender 

With pity flows not o'er, 
Then turn away, O Mother, 
And look on us no more. 

193 



See how, ungrateful sinners, 

We stand before thy Son; 
His loving heart reproaches 

The evil we have done. 
But if thou wilt appease Him, 

Speak for us but one word; 
Thy pleading can obtain us 

The pardon of our Lord. 



O Mary, dearest Mother, 

If thou wouldst have us live, 
Say that we are thy children, 

And Jesus will forgive. 
Our sins make us unworthy, , 

That title still to bear, 
But thou art still our Mother : 

Then show a mother's care. 



Unfold to us thy mantle, 

There stay we without fear: 
What evil can befall us, 

If, Mother, thou art near? 
O kindest, dearest Mother, 

Thy sinful children save; 
Look down on us with pity, 

Who thy protection crave. 

194 



127 

MY OWN DEAR MOTHER MARY. 



yi\Y own dear Mother Mary, 

M< Oh, list while I repeat, 
In child-like loving accents, 

Thy name, O Mary sweet ! 
Within my heart it wakens 

Such tender thoughts and blest, 
My soul, this world forsaking, 

Before thy throne would rest. 

Chorus. 



Thy name, O Mother Mary, 
Thy name, O Mother Mary, 
Is music to my soul, 
Is music to my soul. 



The cherubim are praising 

Thy beauty and thy grace, 
And heaven is all illumined 

And ravished with thy face ! 
Dear Mother, I am weary 

Of daily strife with sin, 
Oh, be with angels near me, 

That I the prize may win. — Chorus. 

195 



128 

THE GATE OF HEAVEN. 

(J anna Coeli.) 

By S: N. D. 

i 

QUEEN and Mother! many hearts 
Cast themselves before thy throne, 
But we call ourselves by right, 

Very specially thine own. 
Oh, then be to each one here ^ 
The "Gate of Heaven," O I (twice.) 
Mother dear. ) 



We have pledged ourselves to fight 

In the battles of thy Son, 
We would pass by thee to Him, 

When the dusty fight is won. 
Be to all enlisted here ) 

The "Gate of Heaven," O t (twice,) 

Mother dear. 



3 

Other hearts this home have loved, 
Other feet its floors have trod, 

One and all, oh ! let them in 
To the City of our God. 

Be to all who entered here ) 

The "Gate of Heaven," O f (twice.) 

Mother dear. 



196 



4 
And we too must pass away, 

Others then shall take our place; 
Kneel around thine image fair, 

Look into thine up-turned face. 
Be to all who enter here . 
The "Gate of Heaven," O I (tivice.) 

Mother dear. ) 

5 
Thou unto the King of kings 

Wert a Gate to earth and us. 
We must go to Christ thro' thee, 
We can reach Him only thus. 
O be thou to each one here ) 
The "Gate of Heaven/' Of (twice.) 

Mother dear. 

6 
When the midnight cry is heard, 

Do not let us be too late, 
Do not let thy children call, 

"Open, open, Lord, Thy Gate!" 
But, because we loved thee here) f . 
Let us in, O Mother dear. J \ tw%ce -) 



129 

HAIL! VIRGIN OF VIRGINS! 
i 

nAIL, Virgin of virgins ! 
Thy praises we sing, 
Thy throne is in Heaven, 
Thy Son is its King; 

197 



The saints and the angels, 
Thy glory proclaim; 

All nations devoutly, 
Bow down at thy name. 



Let all sing of Mary, 

The mystical Rod, 
The Mirror of justice, 

The Handmaid of God. 
Let valley and mountain 

Unite in her praise, 
The sea with its waters, 

The sun with its rays. 

3 

Let souls that are holy, 

Still holier be, 
To sing with the angels, 

O Mary, of thee. 
Let all who are sinners, 

To virtue return ; 
That hearts without number, 

With thy love may burn. 

4 
Thy Name is our power, 

Thy love is our light ; 
We praise thee at morning, 

At noon and at night. 
We thank thee, we bless thee, 

When happy and free ; 
When tempted by Satan 

We call upon thee. 

198 



5 
Oh, be thou our Mother, 

And pray to the Lord, 
That all may acknowledge 

And follow His word. 
That just men with courage 

May walk in His ways, 
And sinners converted 

May join in His praise. 

130 

NO STAIN IN THEE! 

(Inviolata Integra.) 

Chorus. 

DO stain in thee ! 
No stain in thee ! 
O Virgin, Queen above ! 
O Virgin, Queen above ! 
Thou art the spotless Dove; 
Immaculate thou art; 
Most gladly we proclaim 
Thy sweet and holy name 
No stain in thee ! 
No stain in thee ! 

i 
Who can with thee compare? 
O Virgin chaste and pure! 
To thee we all repair, 

As to our haven sure ; 
Though Queen of realms above, 
Thou hast a mother's love, 

Our pray'r and praises, Mother, hear. 

— Chorus. 
199 



In love, in hope, appear 

The children of thy pain, 
And call on thee to clear 

Their souls from, loathsome stain; 
To thee the chant of praise, 
In grateful accents raise, 

Our pray'r and praises, Mother, hear. 

— Chorus. 

131 

MOTHER, MARY, QUEEN MOST 

SWEET. 

{Holy Name of Mary.) 
i 
yj\OTHER, Mary., Queen most sweet! 
>M Joy and love my heart inflame; 
Gladly shall my lips repeat 

Every moment thy dear Name. 
Ah ! that name to God so dear, 

Has my heart and soul enslaved;. 
Like a seal it shall appear, 

Deep on heart and soul engraved. 



When the morning gilds the skies, 

I will call on Mary's name; 
When at evening twilight dies, 

Mary! still will I exclaim. 
Sweetest Mary, bend thine ear, 

Thou my own dear Mother art; 
Therefore shall thy name so dear, 

Never from my lips depart. 

200 



3 

When the demon hosts invade, 

When temptatign rages high, 
Crying: "Mary, Mother, aid!" 

I will make the tempter fly. 
This shall be my comfort sweet, 

When the hand of death is nigh, 
"Mary! Mary!" to repeat 

Once again, and then, to die. 



132 

WHEN FROM GOD'S HIGH THRONE 
DIVINE. 

(Annunciation, March 25.) 

By Bro. M. 

1 

irtHEN from God's high throne divine, 
vly Sped the Angel of the Lord, 
Mary straight became the shrine 
And the Mother of the Word. 
Chorus. 
Ave, Maria, gratia plena, 
Ave, ave, Maria ! 



Meekly spoke the maiden mild, 
Made her lowly answer blest, 

"I am God's poor serving-child, 
With no will save God's behest." 

— Chorus. 

2or 



Then God wrought a wondrous deed, 

> Fashioned to Himself our clay, 
Taking of our sins no heed, 

In our midst He deigned to stay. 

— Chorus. 

4 
Mary, by thy holy prayer, 

By thy spotless motherhood, 
Gain for us that we may share 

What Christ promised for our good. 

— Chorus. 



133 

WHITHER THUS, IN HOLY 
RAPTURE? 

(Visitation, July 2.) 

By Rev. E. Caswall. 



>¥CHITHER thus, in holy rapture, 
vlx Royal maiden, art thou bent? 
Why so fleetly art thou speeding 

Up the mountain's rough ascent? 
Filled with the eternal Godhead! 

Glowing with the Spirit's flame ! 
Love it is that bears thee onward, 

And supports thy tender frame. 

202 



Lo! thine aged cousin claims thee, 

Claims thy sympathy and care; 
God her shame from her hath taken; 

He hath heard her fervent prayer. 
Blessed Mothers! joyful meeting! 

Thou in hei\ the hand of God, 
She in thee, with lips inspired, 

Owns the Mother of her Lord. 

3 

As the sun, his face concealing, 

In a cloud withdraws from sight, 
So in Mary then lay hidden 

He who is the world's true light. 
Honor, glory, virtue, merit, 

Be to Thee, O Virgin's Son! 
With the Father and the Spirit 

While eternal ages run. 



134 

JOY! JOY! THE MOTHER COMES. 

(Purification, February 2.) 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 



^-YOY! joy! the Mother comes, 
V-A* And in her arms she brings 
The Light of all the world, 

The Christ, the King of kings; 
And in her heart the while ) , N 

\11 silently she sings. ](twtce.) 

203 



Saint Joseph follows near, 

In rapture lost and love, 
While angels round about, 

In glowing circles move; 
And o'er the Mother broods ) e 

The Everlasting Dove. \ {twice.) 



There in the temple court, 

Old Simeon's heart beats high, 

And Anna feeds her soul 
With food of prophecy, 

But see ! the shadows pass, \ 

The world's true light draws r {twice.) 



nigh. 



O Infant God ! O Christ ! 

O Light most beautiful ! 
Thou comest, Joy of joys ! 

All darkness to annul; 



i 



And brightest lights of earth, \ e * .'. . 
Beside Thy Lights are dull. ) { twice -) 



Ah ! with what thrills of awe 
The Mother's heart is teeming, # 

To think the new-born Light, 
That o'er the world is streaming, 

At His own Mother's hands ^ 

Should stoop to need re- I (twice.) 
deeming. ) 

204 



Then to that Mother now 

All rightful worship be! 
For thou hast ransomed Him 

Who first did ransom thee: 
Oh, with thy Mother's tongue I ( . . . 

Pray Him to ransom me! ^ ltVlcem) 



135 

OH, WHAT DEEP WOES. 
(Compassion of B. V. M.) 



OH, what deep woes and what sorrows, 
Oh, what grief on her were poured ; 
With what pain and heart's affliction 

Stood the Mother of the Lord! 
When her tearful eyes did witness 
f With what scoff and brutal scorn, 
With what torments they did fasten 
To the cross her only born, {twice.) 



Love and anguish in her bosom, 

Were engaged in fiercest strife; 
Both afflicted and tormented 

This sad Mother's bitter life. 
O beloved, sorely wounded, 

O my only precious Child ! 
Why must Thy poor Mother find Thee 

In such pains and thus reviled, {twice.) 

205 



3 

Oh, how shaded, pale and faded 

Is thy countenance, once so bright ! 
"All Thy limbs are torn and wounded, 

Stained with blood, O ! rueful sight !" 
See the cold and lifeless body 

Hanging on the tree of scorn; 
See the Mother racked with anguish, 

At the sight of her first-born, (twice.) 

4 
Oh, what deep woes and what sorrows, 

Oh, what grief on her were poured ! 
With what pain and heart's affliction 

Stood the Mother of the Lord. 
Come to worship, come to honor, 

Come, His corpse with tears to bathe, 
Thank Him, love Him, and adore Him, 
Make your hearts to be His grave. 

(twice.) 
136 

MOTHER, MOST AFFLICTED! 

(Compassion of B. V. M.) 

i 

O MOTHER! most afflicted, 
Standing beneath that Tree, 
Where Jesus hangs rejected 
On the hill of Calvary. 

Chorus. 

O Mary ! sweetest Mother, 

We love to pity thee ; 
Oh, for the sake of Jesus, 

Let us thy children be. (twice.) 

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Thy heart is well-nigh breaking, 

Thy Jesus thus to see, 
Derided, wounded, dying, 

In greatest agony. — Chorus. 

3 

His livid Form is bleeding, 

His soul with sorrow wrung, 
Whilst thou, afflicted Mother, 

Shar'st the torments of thy Son. 

— Chorus. 
4 
O Mary! Queen of Martyrs, 

The sword has pierced thy heart, 
Obtain for us of Jesus 

In thy grief to bear a part. — Cho. 

5 
O dear and loving Mother! 

Entreat that we may be, 
Near to thee and thy dear Jesus, 

Now and eternally. — Chorus. 

137 

SING, SING, YE ANGEL BANDS. 

(Assumption, August 15.) 

By Rev. Fr. W, Faber.' 
1 
ING, sing, ye angel bands, 
All beautiful and bright; 
For higher still, and higher 

Through fields of starry light, 
Mary, your Queen ascends, [, . v 

Like 'the sweet moon at night. \\ twice -) 

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A fairer flow'r than she 

JOn earth hath never been ; 
And save the throne of God, 

Your heav'ns have* never seen 
A wonder half so bright ) , 

As your ascending Queen. $ (twice.) 



O happy angels look, 

How beautif til she is ! 
See ! Jesus bears her up, 

Her hand is locked in His; 
Oh, who can tell the height { . . 

Of that fair Mother's bliss? \\™>™-) 

4 

And shall I lose thee then, 

Lose my sweet right to thee? 
Ah, no! the angels' Queen 

Man's mother still will be; 
And thou upon thy throne, \ f . 

Wilt keep thy love for me. {(twee.) 



On through the countless stars 

Proceeds the grand array; 
And love divine comes forth 

To light her on her way, 
Through the short gloom of ) 

> , ■ night f (twice.) 

Into celestial day. 

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6 
On, then, dear pageant, on ! 

Sweet music breathes around; 
And love, like dew, distills 

On hearts in rapture bound ; 
The Queen of heaven goes up (, 

To be proclaimed and crowned, i ^ wice*) 

138 

MARIA, SALVE! 

"Messenger of the S. Heart." 

i 

O MOTHER, sweet and kind, 
Whose love is unconfined, 
Maria, salve! {twice.) 
O Empress wondrous wise, 

Queen of paradise, 
Maria, salve! {twice.) 

2 
Thou art the balm of life, 
Our champion in the strife, 

Maria, salve! {twice.) 
And therefore it is meet 
To honor thee and greet, 

Maria, salve! {twice.) 

3 
A hundred times a day 

1 mention thee and say: 
Maria, salve! {tzvice.) 

I run at every hour 
To seek thy shielding power; 
Maria., salve! {twice.) 

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4 
O Mary, tender Maid, 
Send help down to mine aid, 

Maria, salve! (twice.) 
And let thy Babe Divine 
Be mine as well as thine> 

Maria, salve! (twice.) 

139 

MAIDEN! MOTHER MILD! 

(Regina Christianorum.) 

By I. Williams. 

Chorus. 

O MAIDEN Mother mild ! 
Behold thy trusting child, 
Before thee kneels in supplication; 
Direct me lest I stray, 
In devious paths away, 

Thou art my help, my salvation. 

i 

The angels arose in their pridq, 
Refusing their God to obey ; 

They seek now o'er earth far and wide, 
To draw souls beneath Satan's sway. 

— Chorus. 

2 

The serpent in Eden's fair vale, 

His work of destruction began ; 
His head thou didst crush 'neath thy 
heel, 
And so brought redemption to man. 

— Chorus. 

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3 

In all times and ages thou'lt be, 

Of Christians the help and the guide ; 

Keep me close to Jesus and thee, 
In safety and peace to abide. 

— Chorus. 

140 

SWEET MOTHER, I IMPLORE. 
By Bro. M. 
i 
IWEET Mother I implore, Oh, take 

this heart of mine; 
It flies to thee for rest ; thou art its haven 
sure; 
I crave no more for earth, its joys, the 
things of time; 
I long to be with thee, O Maiden, Mother 
pure. 

Chorus. 
Thou Virgin, Spotless Mother! 

Sweet Mary, Queen divine! 
Oh, deign to hear my pray'r, 

And take this heart of mine, (twice.) 

2 * 

My soul doth burn in me, O Queen I fond- 
ly gaze 
Upon thy eyes so meek, thy radiant, holy 
face; 
Thou art so fair, so sweet, O Queen Im- 
maculate ; 
Upon thy altar-throne, see, my poor 
heart I place. — Chorus. 

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3 

To-day the foe may strive to get me for 
his own, 
My weakness thou hast seen, fold me in 
thy embrace, 
Oh ! deign to hold and hide my heart within 
thy clasp, 
So guarded, Mother fair, ne'er shall I 
lose God's grace. — Chorus. 



4 
When death my eyes shall close, my soul 
shall cease from strife, 
When life's last bitter hour of agony is 
o'er, 
Then send, O Mother dear, send messen- 
gers of light, 
To bring me home to thee my Queen for 
evermore. — Chorus. 



141 

MOTHER ALL BEAUTIFUL. 

{Communion Hymn.) 

By M. S. Pine. 



yj^OTHER a n beautiful, hear us to-day; 
>M Lead us thyself to the altar, we pray; 
O'er us thy mantle of purity place, 
Jesus is coming to flood us with grace. 

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He is all holy and we are so weak, 
Veiling our faces His presence we seek; 
Yet He is calling and winning us so, 
Holding thy hand to the altar we go. 

3 

Thou art His Mother, He gave us to thee, 

Wounded and dying on Calvary's Tree; 
Mother from birth to His life's dark eclipse, 
Lay Him thyself on our tremulous lips. 

4 
Hover still near while He stays in our 

breast ♦ 

Thanksgiving make to our glorious Guest; 
Pour His sweet rivers of Blood o'er our 

soul, 
Show us His Beauty, His virtues unroll. 

5 
Mother all loving, we know thou wilt hear ; 
Clad in His glory and strength, can we 

fear? 
Hope is triumphant ! with Jesus and thee 
Angels in wonder our happiness see. 

142 

MOTHER OF MERCY! 

{Mater misericordiae.) 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

Chorus. 

yKOTHER of Mercy, day by day 

>*< My love of thee grows more and 

more ; 
Thy gifts are strewn upon my way, 
Like sands upon the great sea-shore. 

( twice. ) 
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Though poverty and work and woe 
The masters of my life may be, 

When times are worst, who does not know 
Darkness is light, with love of thee? 

— Chorus. 



But scornful men have coldly said 
Thy love was leading me from God; 

And yet in this I did but tread 

"Tie very path my Saviour trod. — Cho. 



They know but little of thy worth 

Who speak these heartless words to me; 

For what did Jesus love on earth 

One-half so tenderly as thee? — Cho. 



Get me the grace to love thee more ; 

Jesus will give, if thou wilt plead; 
And, Mother ! when life's cares are o'er, 

Oh ! I shall love thee then indeed. — Cho. 



Jesus, when His three hours were run, 
Bequeathed thee from the cross to me, 

And oh ! how can I love thy Son, 

Sweet Mother! if I love not thee? — Cho. 

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143 

HAIL, VIRGIN, DEAREST MARY! 

Chorus. 

Y^vAIL, Virgin, dearest Mary! 
JLJJ Our lovely Queen of May, 
O spotless, blessed Lady, 
Our lovely Queen of May. 



Thy children, humbly bending, 
Surround thy shrine so dear, 

With heart and voice ascending ; 
Sweet Mary, hear our prayer. — Cho. 



Behold earth's blossoms springing 
In beauteous form and hue; 

All nature gladly bringing 

Her sweetest charms to you. — Cho. 

3 

We'll gather fresh, bright flowers, 
To bind our fair Queen's brow ; 

From gay and verdant bowers, 

We haste to crown thee now. — Cho. 

4 
And now, our blessed Mother, 

Smile on our festal day, 
Accept our wreath of flowers, 

And be our Queen of May. — Cho. 

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144 

ALL HAIL, SWEET QUEEN OF THE 
MAY! 

By I. Williams. 

i 

HLL hail, dearest Mary, 
Sweet Queen of the May; 
^Our heart's fondest greetings, 
We give thee this day. 

Chorus. 

All hail, all hail, sweet Queen of the May ! 

(twice.) 

2 

All hail, dearest Mary, 

No stain is in thee; 
Dear Mother of Jesus, 

Be mother to me. — Chorus. 



3 

In grief and temptation, 

In joy, or in pain, 
We'll seek thee, our Mother, 

Nor seek thee in vain. — Cho. 



4 
All hail, dearest Mary, 

Hail Virgin all fair, 
We claim thy protection, 

Thy love and thy care. — Cho. 

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145 

DAILY, DAILY, SING TO MARY. 
By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 



OAILY, daily, sing to Mary, 
Sing, my soul, her praises due ; 
All her feasts, her actions worship, 

With the heart's devotion true. 
Lost in wond'ring contemplation 

Be her majesty confessed: 
Call her Mother, call her Virgin, 
Happy Mother, Virgin blest. 



She is mighty to deliver; 

Call her, trust her lovingly ; 
When the tempest rages round thee, 

She will calm the troubled sea. 
Gifts of Heaven she has given 

Noble Lady ! to our race : 
She, the Queen, who decks her subjects 

With the light of God's own grace. 

3 

Sing, my tongue, the Virgin's trophies, 

Who for us, her Maker bore ; 
For the curse of old inflicted, 

Peace and blessing to restore ; 
Sing in songs of praise unending, 

Sing the world's majestic Queen ; 
Weary not, nor faint in telling 

All the gifts she gives to men. 

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All my senses, heart affections, 

Strive to sound her glory forth : 
Spread abroad the sweet memorials 

Of the Virgin's priceless worth. 
Where the voice of music thrilling 

Where the tongue of eloquence, 
That can utter hymns beseeming 

All her matchless excellence? 



146 

SHE IS OUR MOTHER! 



(HE is our Mother! 

How deep the love within my breast ; 
Cold words will ever fail to tell ; 

But may my life e'er be so blest, 
Each act shall say I love her well, 
And in this love I'll ever rest, 

For Mary is our Mother! (twice.) 



She is our Mother! 

When e'er I humbly kneel in pray'r, 
Before her altar's holy shrine 

Peace ever-smiling meets me there; 
And oh ! what tranquil bliss is mine, 

How tender is her watchful care ! 
For Mary is our Mother! (twice.) 

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3 

She is our Mother ! 

Upon her blessed name I call 
When sin is darkly hov'ring near, 

She is my strength when doubts appall; 
My solace in my wand'rings here, 

She is my light, my hope, my all : 

For Mary is our Mother! (twice.) 

4 
She is our Mother ! 

When on my brow death's seal is set, 
And earthly hopes before him fly; 

She will not then her child forget ; 
Her name will form my parting sigh, 
My Mother! I will love her yet, 

Oh! Mary is our Mother! (twice,) 



147 

GLORIOUS MOTHER! 



^YLORIOUS Mother ! from high heaven, 
V-A Down upon thy children gaze, 
Gathered in thy own loved season, 
Thee to bless and thee to praise. 

Chorus. 

See, sweet Mary, on thy altars, 
Bloom the fairest buds of May; 

O may we, earth's sons and daughters, 
Grow, by grace, as pure as they, (twice.) 

2ig 



Earth is darksome, we are weary, 

Satan setteth snares for all ; 
Pray for us, O tender Mary! 

Pray to Jesus, lest we fall. — Chorus. 

3 
Raise thy voice for us to Jesus, 

In this blessed month of thine; 
Raise thy pure hands up to bless us, 

As we linger 'round thy shrine. — Cho. 

4 
Many call upon thee, Mother! 

Some in manhood, strong in youth; 
.Some in age, in tender childhood, 

All in loving faith and truth. — Chorus. 

5 
Bless, oh ! bless us, now and ever, 

Thou who once th,e dark earth trod, 
And when dying, waft our spirits 

To the bosom of our God. — Chorus. 



148 

O MOTHER! I COULD WEEP FOR 
MIRTH! 

(Immaculate Conception.) 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 
i 

O MOTHER, I could weep for mirth, 
Joy fills my heart so fast; 
My soul to-day is heav'n on earth ; 
Oh, could the transport last! 

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Chorus. 

I think of thee and what thou art, 

Thy majesty, thy state; 
And I keep singing in my heart, 

Immaculate, Immaculate, Immaculate. 



When Jesus looks upon thy face, 
His Heart with rapture glows, 

And in the Church, by His sweet grace, 
Thy blessed worship grows. — Chorus. 



3 

The angels answer with their songs, 
Bright choirs in gleaming rows ; 

And saints flock round thy feet in 
throngs, 
And heaven with bliss o'erflows. — Cho. 



4 
Conceived, conceived Immaculate! 

Oh, what a joy for thee ! 
Conceived, conceived Immaculate ! 

Oh, greater joy for me. — Chorus. 

5 

It is this thought to-day* that lifts 

My happy heart to heaven, 
That for our sakes thy choicest gifts 

To thee, dear Queen, were given. 

— Chorus. 

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149 

HAIL, O STAR OF OCEAN! 

{Ave Maris Stella.) 

ChOrus. 

HAIL, O Star of Ocean, 
God's own Mother blest, 
Ever sinless Virgin, 
Gate of heavenly rest. 



Taking that sweet Ave 
Which from Gabriel came, 

Peace confirm within us, 

Changing Eva's name. — Chorus. 



Break the sinner's fetters, 

Make our blindness day, 
Chase all evil from us, 

For all blessings pray.-— Chorus. 

3 

Show thyself a Mother, 

May the Word Divine 
Born for us thine Infant, 

Hear our pray'rs through thine. 

— Chorus. 
4 
Virgin all excelling, 

Mildest of the mild, 
Free from guilt preserve us, 

Meek and undefiled. — Chorus. 

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5 
Keep our life all spotless 

Make our way secure 
Till we find in Jesus, 

Joy for evermore. — Chorus. 

6 

Praise to God the Father, 

Honor to the Son, 
In the Holy Spirit 

Be the glory one. — Chorus. 

150 

MAIDEN MOTHER MEEK AND 
MILD. 



^AmEN Mother, meek and mild, 
Take, oh take me for thy child, 
All my life, oh let it be 
My best joy to think of thee, 
Virgo Maria! 

2 

Teach me, when the sunbeam bright 
Calls me with its golden light, 
How my waking thoughts may be 
Turn'd to Jesus and to thee, 
Virgo Maria! 

3 

Teach me also through the day 
Oft to raise my heart and say : 
Maiden Mother, meek and mild, 
Guard, oh, guard thy faithful child! 
Virgo Maria! 

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4 
When my eyes are closed in sleep, 
Through the night my slumbers keep; 
Make my latest thought to be 
How to love thy Son and thee, 
Virgo Maria! 

5 
Thus, sweet Mother, day and night 
Thou shalt guard my steps aright; 
And my dying words shall be : 
Virgin Mother, pray for me! 
Virgo Maria! 



151 

MOTHER OF GOD! MY LIFE, MY 
HOPE, MY TREASURE. 



y|\OTHER of God! my life, my hope, my 
>M treasure, 

Look on thy child, and hear me from 
above ; 
Mother of God! what joy, what untold 
pleasure, 
Thrills through the soul that thinks on 
all thy love. 

Chorus. 

Mother of Jesus ! Mother most fair ! 
Show to thy children a mother's love 
and care, {twice.) 

224 



2 

Mother of God! my childhood days ca- 
ressing, 
Fondly thy hands my steps have home- 
ward led ! 
Mother of God ! each moment counts a 
blessing, 
Which o'er my soul thy watchful love 
has shed. — Chorus. 

3 

Angels of Heav'n ! in choirs sublime ador- 
ing, 
Mark this my vow in Heav'n's bright 
sphere above; 
Mother of God! my grateful heart's out- 
pouring 
Is pledg'd to thee in everlasting love. 

— Chorus. 
4 
Mother of God ! if e'er my heart forgetting, 
Thy love unceasing that has guarded me, 
Mother of God ! Oh, then may deep re- 
gretting 
Recall my soul to love of God and thee. 

— Chorus. 

152 

MOTHER DEAREST, MOTHER 
FAIREST. 



«\OTHER dearest, Mother fairest, 
>M Help of all who call on thee, 
Virgin purest, brightest, rarest, 
Help us, help, we cry to thee. 

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Chorus. 

Mary, help us, help, we pray ; 

Mary, help us, help, we pray; 
Help us in all care and sorrow, 

Mary, help us, help, we pray. 



Lady, help in pain and sorrow, 

Soothe those racked on beds of pain; 
May the golden light of morrow 

Bring them health and joy again. 

— Chorus. 
3 
Help our priests, our virgins holy, 

Help our Pope, long may he reign ; 
Pray that we who sing thy praises 

May in heav'n all meet again. — Cho. 



153 

MARY! DEAREST MOTHER! 
By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

i 

WARY! dearest Mother! 
>M From thy heavenly height 
Look on us, thy children, 

Lost in earth's dark night. 
Mary ! purest creature ! 

Keep us all from sin ; 
Help us, erring mortals, 

Peace in Heaven to win. — Mary! purest, 
etc. 

226 



Mary! Queen and Mother! 

Get us still more grace, 
With still greater fervor 

Now to run our race. 
Daughter of the Father! 

Lady kind and sweet ! 
Lead us to our Father, 
. Leave us at His Feet. — Daughter of , etc. 



Holy Queen of Angels ! 

Bid thine Angels come 
To escort us safely 

To our heav'nly home. 
Bid the Saints in heaven 

Pray for us their prayers ; 
They are thine, dear Mother ! 

That thou mayst be theirs. — Bid the 
Saints, etc. 



4 

Mother of our Saviour, 

Joy of God above! 
Jesus bade thee keep us 

In His fear and love. 
Mary, Spouse and Servant 

Of the Holy Ghost ! 
Keep for Him His creatures 

Who would else be lost. — Mary, Spouse, 
etc. 

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5 
Oh! we love thee, Mary! 

Trusting all to thee, 
What is past or present 

What is yet to be., 
Get us what thou pleasest, 

What we cannot know, 
What we most are needing 

Every day below. — Get us, etc. 

6 

Sweeter still and sweeter 

Dost thou grow to us, 
Will it, dearest Mother, 

Evermore be thus? 
Oh, not yet, sweet Mother, 

Is our love of thee 
What it will be one day 

In eternity. — Oh, not yet, etc. 



154 

HEAR THY CHILDREN, GENTLEST 
MOTHER. 

{Maria, audi nos.) 

By Rev. Fr. Stanfield. 

i 

HEAR thy children, gentlest Mother, 
Pray'rful hearts to thee arise; 
Hear us while our ev'ning Ave 
Soars beyond the starry skies. 

228 



Darkling shadows fall around us, 
Stars their silent watches keep ; 

Hush the heart oppressed with sorrow, 
Dry the tears of those who weep. 



Hear, sweet Mother, hear the weary, 
Borne upon life's troubled sea; 

Gentle guiding Star of ocean, 
Lead thy children home to thee. 



Still watch o'er us, dearest Mother, 
From thy bounteous throne above ; 

Guard us from all harm and danger 
'Neath thy shelt'ring wings of love. 



155 

AVE MARIA! THOU VIRGIN AND 
MOTHER. 



fcTVE Maria ! thou Virgin and Mother, 
SJL Fondly thy children are calling to thee ; 
Thine are the graces, unclaimed by another; 
Sinless and beautiful Star of the Sea. 

Chorus. 

Ave Maria ! Star of the Sea ! 

Ave Maria ! Mother dear ! Oh, pray for me ! 

229 



Ave Maria! the night shades are falling, 

Softly pur voices arise unto thee ! 
Earth's lonely exiles for succor are calling, 
Sinless and beautiful Star of the Sea. 

— Chorus. 
3 
Ave Maria! thy children are kneeling, 
Words of endearment are whispered to 
thee ; 
Softly thy spirit upon us is stealing, 
Sinless and beautiful Star of the Sea! 

— Chorus. 
4 
Ave Maria! thy arms are extending, 

Gladly within them for shelter we flee, 
Are thy sweet eyes on thy lonely ones 
bending ? 
Sinless and beautiful Star of the Sea ! 

— Chorus. 

156 

SEE NO. 155. 

157 

REMEMBER, HOLY MARY. 

(Memorare.) 

By Rev. M. Russell, S.J. 

1 

REMEMBER, holy Mary, 
A^t 'Twas never heard or known 
That any one who sought thee 
• And made to thee his moan — 

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That any one who hastened 
For shelter to thy care 

Was ever yet abandoned 
And left to his despair. 



And so to thee, my Mother, 

With filial faith I call, 
For Jesus, dying, gave thee 

As Mother to us all. 
To thee, O Queen of virgins, 

O Mother meek, to thee, 
I run with trustful fondness, 

Like child to mother's knee. 

3 

See at thy feet a sinner, 

Groaning and weeping sore — 
Ah ! throw thy mantle o'er me, 

And let me stray no more. 
Thy Son has died to save me, 

And from His throne on high 
His Heart this moment yearneth 

For even such as I. 

4 
All, all His love remember, 

And, oh ! remember too 
How prompt I am to purpose, 

How slow and frail to do. 
Yet scorn not my petitions, 

But patiently give ear, 
And help me, O my Mother, 

Most loving and most dear. 

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158 

HEART OF MARY, HEART THE 
PUREST. 



BEART of Mary, heart the purest, 
Ever shrined in mortal frame; 
Blest asylum who securest, 
All who thy protection claim. 



Hear the prayer of one whose weakness, 
Most demands a mother's care ; 

One to whom thy looks, all meekness, 
Counsel hope, forbid despair. 



'Round me tempests gathering lower, 
As I tread life's desert way; 

And a foe in matchless power, 
Marks me for his destined prey. 



To some spot where ne'er might hover, 
Danger's shadow I would flee; 

But, oh! where that spot discover, 
Where, oh ! Mary but in thee. 

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159 

SEE NO. 158. 

160 

AH I MUST I LEAVE OUR LADY'S 
ALTAR? 

By S. N. D. 



aH ! must I leave our Lady's altar, 
Where oft I've found such sweet 
delight ? 
My sad adieux must I now falter, 

Must joys so pure now w T ing their flight? 

Chorus. 

Farewell, sweet month, sweet month of 
flowers, 

Farewell, loved shrine, thou dear retreat; 
But ere have fled these happy hours, 

My heart I'll leave at Mary's feet. 

Other Chorus. 

How sweet to sing my Mother's praises, 
x^nd breathe to her my loving sighs ! 

So fondly on me then she gazes, 
So softly beam her star-like eyes. 

2 

When I was tempted, sad and tearful, 
My angel to thy shrine me led; 

Thy smile dispell'd the tempest fearful, 
The demon at thy presence fled. — Cho. 

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3 
There from thy hand with graces streaming, 

Hope sweetly flow'd upon my soul ; 
Thy arms extended to me seeming, 

To woo me to thy, loved control. — Cho. 



161 

DARKER AND DARKER. 
{Evening Hymn.) 

i 

OARKER and darker fall around 
The shadows from the pine; 
It is the hour, O Mother-Maid, 
To gather round thy shrine. 

Chorus. 
Sweet Mother, hear us, thou hast known 

Our earthly hopes and fears ; 
The heaviness of human toil, 

The tenderness of tears. 

2 

We pray to thee for those who sail 

In peril on the sea, 
For where thine eyes of mercy shine 

None perish utterly. — Chorus. 

3 

And for the soldier too, who sleeps — 

His head upon his hand — 
And only in a dream can see 

His own beloved land. — Chorus. 

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4 
Pray for us all that hearth and home 

Be kept jn peace and love ; 
Peace which the world can never give, 

And love from Heaven above.— Chorus. 

5 
For us thine eyes are filled with tears ; 

Oh ! let them wash away 
The stains of our unworthiness :— 

Pray for us, Mother, pray! — Chorus. 

6 
For when our sins had nailed our Hope 

To die upon the Tree, 
Lest every hope should die with Him 
( He gave the hopeless Thee. — Chorus. 



1§2 

AS THE DEWY SHADES OF EVEN. 
(Evening Hymn to Oar Lady.) 

i 

HS the dewy shades of even, 
Gather o'er the balmy air, 
Listen, gentle Queen of heaven, 
Listen to my vesper prayer, (twice.) 



Holy Mother, near me hover, 

Free my thoughts from aught defiled, 

With thy wings of mercy cover, 
Safe from harm thy helpless child. 

(twice.) 

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3 
Thine own sinless heart was broken, 

Sorrow's sword had pierced it through; 
Give, oh, give me some sweet token 

Of thy tender love so true, (twice.) 

4 
Queen of Heaven guard and guide me, 

Save my soul from dark despair, 
In thy tender bosom hide me, 

Take me, Mother, to thy care, (twice.) 

5 
Mother of my Infant Saviour, 

Spouse of God, my plaint, oh, hear; 
Purest Virgin, gracious Matron, 

Oh, relieve me by thy prayer, (twice.) 

6 
From thy happy seat in Zion, 

Light me through this dark abode; 
Smile, oh, gently smile upon me, 

Tell my sorrows to my God. (twice.) 

163 

SOFTLY AND STILL NIGHT COMES 
STEALING. 

(Evening Hymn to Our Lady.) 

By I. Williams. 

i 
JOFTLY and still, night comes stealing, 
Lo ! in the West sets the sun ; 
Silv'ry chimes of even pealing, 
Tell us that the day is done. 

236 



Chorus. 
O lovely Queen of heaven! 

O Star of Hope so fair! 
To thee all pow'r is given, 

List, oh ! list to our evening prayer. 

2 

Here at thy feet humbly kneeling, - 

Here at thy feet, Mary, see; 
To thy mother-love appealing, 

We, thy children, come to thee. — Cho. 

3 

Danger and sin all around us, 

Warfare we wage day and night ; 

'Mid temptations that surround us, 

Mary, guide our souls aright. — Chorus. 

4 
Watch o'er us then, loving Mother, 

Ne'er let our prayer be in vain ; 
Show thyself in truth our Mother, 
'Midst life's cares our hearts sustain. 

— Chorus. 

164 

DESCENDING FROM THE THRONE 
OF GOD. 

(Most Holy Rosary — Joyful Mysteries.) 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

i 

The Annunciation. 

DESCENDING from the throne of God 
A bright archangel flies ; 
To Mary's lowly home he brings 
A message from the skies. 

237 



She hears an angel's voice that night 
The first "Hail Mary" say : 

O Mother think of this when we 
Repeat his words to-day. 

2 

The Visitation. 
Now Mary wends her way with haste 

The rugged roads along; 
In answer to her cousin's words 

She sings her glorious song. 
The unborn infant leaps with joy 

When Mary's voice he hears : 
O Mother, may that voice of thine 

Be ever in our ears. 

3 

The Birth Of Our Lord. 

See troops of shining angels crowd 

Around the homely shed, 
Where Jesus lies on Mary's knees, 

And shepherds softly tread : 
And kings from distant lands adore 

Thy Infant God, whose star 
Has led them to His Sacred Feet, 

From eastern realms afar. 

\ 4 
The Presentation Of Oar Lord. 

In Simeon's arms behold the Babe, 

Who rules both earth and skies ! 
On Mary's Child, his promised Lord, 

He rests his aged eyes. 
He long had waited, long had pray'd 

This blissful day to see ; 
And now he asks to go in peace 

Where Jesus soon will be. 

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5 
The Finding Of Our Lord. 

O Mother, dry those bitter tears ! 

O Mother, grieve no more! 
Thy Child, thy Jesus is not lost, 

That weary search is o'er: 
To do His Father's work, He chose 

Among the Scribes to be ; 
But now returns to dwell for years 

With Joseph and with thee. 



165 

BY THE BLOOD THAT FLOWED 
FROM THEE. 

(Most Holy Rosary — The Sorrowful 
Mysteries.) 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

i 

The Agony. 

©Y the Blood that flowed from Thee 
In Thy grievous agony, 
By the traitor's guileful kiss 
Filling up Thy bitterness. 

Chorus. 
Jesus, Saviour, hear our cry; 

Thou wast suff'ring once as we ; 
Now enthroned in majesty 

Countless angels sing to Thee. 

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The Scourging. 

By the cords that round Thee cast, 
Bound Thee to the pillar fast; 
By the scourge so nleekly borne, 
By Thy purple robe of scorn. — Chorus. 



The Crowning With Thorns. 

By the thorns that crowned Thy Head; 
By Thy sceptre of a reed; 
By Thy foes on bending knee, 
Mocking at Thy royalty, — Chorus. 



4 
The Carrying Of The Cross. 

By the people's cruel jeers; 

By the holy women's tears; 

By Thy footsteps faint and slow, 

Weighed beneath Thy Cross of woe. — Cho. 



5 
The Crucifixion. 

By Thy weeping Mother's woe; 

By the sword that pierced her through, 

When, in anguish standing by, 

On the Cross she saw Thee die. — Chorus. 

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166 

BY THE FIRST BRIGHT EASTER 
DAY. 

(Most Holy Rosary — Glorious Mysteries.) 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

i 
The Resurrection. 

©Y the first bright Easter Day, 
When the stone was rolled away; 
By the glory round Thee shed 
At Thy rising from the dead 

Chorus. 
King of Glory, hear our cry; — 

Make us soon Thy joy to see, 
Where enthroned in majesty, 

Countless angels sing to Thee. 

2 

The Ascension. 

By Thy parting blessing given 

As Thou didst ascend to heaven; 

By the cloud of living light 

That received Thee out of sight. — Chorus. 

3 

The Descent of the Holy Ghost. 

By that rushing sound of might 
Coming down from heaven's height, 
By the cloven tongues of fire, 
Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire! — Chorus. 

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4 
The Assumption Of Our Lady. 

See the Virgin Mother rise, 

Angels bear her to the skies ; 

Mount aloft, imperial Queen, 

Plead on high the cause of men ! — Chorus. 

5 
The Coronation Of Our Lady. 

Mary reigns upon the throne 
Pre-ordained for her alone; 
Saints and angels round her sing, 
Mother of our God and King. — Chorus. 



167 

MICHAEL, PRINCE OF HIGHEST 
HEAVEN. 



yKICHAEL, prince of highest heaven, 
M< Noblest of celestial ranks, 
Lowly singing in thine honor 

Bring we now our mead of thanks. 
Mighty victor, all resplendent, 

Near to Mary thou dost reign ; 
Come and bless us with thy presence, 

Bring with thee thy heavenly train. 

{twice.) 

2 

Gabriel, silver tongued and glorious; 

Raphael, healer of our woes ; 
Blessed angels, gentle guardians, 

Be our aid, repel our foes : 

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Breathe into our hearts your sweetness, 

Fill our souls with love divine ; 
May your gracious presence ever 

Round your charge protecting shine. 

(twice.) 
3 
We will honor, we will love you, 

Blessed Spirits, more and more ; 
Our devotion still increasing, 

As your favors on us pour ; 
Till with you for ever singing 

In a glad, unending strain, 
God the Father, Son, and Spirit, 

Where the blessed ever reign, (twice.) 



168 

SPIRIT MOST HOLY, HEAVENLY 
GUIDE. 

By I. Williams. 

i 
£PIRIT most holy, heavenly guide, 
Thou, whom my Saviour in mercy 
did send; 
Thou who art ever close by my side, 

Faithful and loving guardian and friend. 

Chorus. 
Angel of heaven, angel of light, 

Keep me and guide me day and night ; 
Angel of heaven, angel of light, 

Keep me and guide me day and night. 

(twice.) 

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Dangers surround me; in angry tide 
Sin and temptation my spirit assail; 

Hold thou my hand, my falt'ring steps 
guide, 
Lest in the hour of trial I fail. — Chorus. 

3 

Fair gleams life's pathway, blossom be- 
decked, 
Life's joys alluring, our footsteps en- 
snare ; 
Haste to mine aid, my weakness protect ; 
Safe shall I rest in thy loving care. 

— Chorus. 



169 

DEAR ANGEL, EVER AT MY SIDE. 
By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 



OEAR Angel ! ever at my side, 
How loving must thou be, 
To leave thy home in Heaven to guide 
A sinful soul like me. 

Chorus. 

Then love me, guide me, Angel dear, 

And I will love thee more; 
And help me when my soul is cast 

Upon th' eternal shore. 

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Thy beautiful and shining face 
I see not, though so near; 

The sweetness of thy soft low voice 
I am too deaf to hear. — Chorus. 



And when dear Spirit, I kneel down, 

At morn and eve, to prayer, 
Something there is within my heart, 

Which tells me thou art there. — Chorus. 



Yes, when I pray, thou prayest too; 

Thy prayer is all for me ; 
But when I sleep, thou sleepest not 

But watchest patiently. — Cho. 



Then, for thy sake, dear Angel, now 

More humble will I be; 
But I am weak; and when I fall, 

Oh, weary not of me ! — Chorus. 



Oh, weary not, but love me still, 

For Mary's sake, thy Queen ; 
She never tired of me, though I 

Full wayward oft have been, — Chorus. 

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170 

HARK! HARK! MY SOUL, ANGELIC 
SONGS ARE SWELLING. 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 



nARK, hark, my soul, angelic songs are 
swelling 
O'er earth's green fields and ocean's 
wave-beat shore; 
How sweet the truth those blessed strains 
are telling 
Of that hew life when sin shall be no 
more. 

Chorus. 

Angels of Jesus, angels of light, 
Singing to w r elcome the pilgrims of the 
night, (twice.) 

2 

Darker than night life's shadows fall 
around us, 
And, like benighted men, we miss our 
mark; 
God hides Himself, and grace hath scarce- 
ly found us, 
Ere Death finds out his victims in the 
dark. — Chorus. 

3 

Onward we go, for still we hear them sing- 
ing, :> 
"Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you 
come;" 

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And through the dark, its echoes sweetly 
. ringing ; 
The music of the gospel leads us home. 

— Chorus. 

4 

Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing, 
The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and 
sea; 
And laden souls, by thousands meekly 
stealing, 
Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps 
to Thee. — Chorus. 



5 

Rest comes at length: though life be long 
and dreary, 
The day must dawn, and darksome night 
be past; 
All journeys end in welcomes to the weary, 
And heaven, the heart's true home, will 
come at last. — Chorus. 



Angels! sing on, your faithful watches 
keeping, 
Sing us sweet fragments of the songs 
above ; 
While we toil on, and soothe ourselves with 
weeping, 
Till life's long night shall break in end- 
less love. — Chorus. 

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171 

DEAR GUARDIAN OF MARY! 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

i 

OEAR Guardian of Mary, dear nurse of 
her Child ! 
Life's ways are full weary, the desert 
is wild : 
Bleak sands are all round us, no home can 

we see ; 
Sweet Spouse of our Lady! we lean upon 
thee. 

Chorus. 

O blessed Saint Joseph ! how great was thy 

worth ; 
The one chosen shadow of God upon earth ; 
The father of Jesus — ah ! then wilt thou be, 
Sweet Spouse of our Lady ! a father to me. 

{twice.) 



For thou to the pilgrims art father and 

guide, 
And Jesus and Mary felt safe by thy side ; 
O blessed Saint Joseph, how safe I should 

be, 
Sweet Spouse of our Lady! if thou wert 
with me. — Chorus. 

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3 

When the treasures of God were unshelt- 
ered on earth, 

Safe keeping was found for them both in 
thy worth ; 

O father of Jesus ! be father to me, 

Sweet Spouse of our Lady ! and I will love 
thee. — Chorus. 

4 
God chose thee for Jesus and Mary; wilt 

thou 
Forgive a poor exile for choosing thee now ? 
There's no saint in heaven, Saint Joseph, 

like thee; 
Sweet Spouse of our Lady! Ah, deign to 
love me. — Chorus. 



172 

JOSEPH, SPOUSE OF THAT PURE 
VIRGIN. 



^"■"TOSEPH, Spouse of that pure Virgin 
V-J' Who now reigns in glory bright, 
May thy praises loud be sounded, 
Here and in the realm of light. 

Chorus. 

Holy Joseph, mighty patron, 
Hearken to our humble lays; 

Send us tokens of thy favor; 
Bring us graces on our ways. 

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See Saint Joseph safely bearing 

On his arm the Holy Child, 
In his hand he holds the lily, 
Spotless e'er and undefiled. — Chorus. 

3 

Many hardships, fears and labors 

Thou for Jesus didst endure ; 
All thy toils are now rewarded 

Now thou liv'st in pleasures pure. 

— Chorus. 
4 
Happy Joseph, endless glory 

Shines around thy joyful brow, 
At thy throne of love and mercy 

See thy suppliants humbly bow. — Cho. 



173 

WITH GRATEFUL HEARTS. 
i 

>"|<ITH grateful hearts we breathe to-day, 
vly The tender accents of our love, 
We carol forth a little lay 

To thee, great Saint, in heaven above. 

Chorus. 

O Joseph dear, from thy bright throne, 
Incline thine ear unto our prayer, 

And o'er us all as o'er thine own, 

Extend thy fond paternal care, (twice.) 

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More favored than earth's greatest king, 
Thou wert the guardian of that Child, 
Around whose crib full choirs did sing, 
With cadenced voices soft and mild. 

Chorus. 
3 
All Heaven's host on that great night, 

Looked on the Child, the Spouse and thee, 
And ravished with so fair a sight, 
Struck loud their harps with jubilee. 

— Chorus. 
4 
They sang the praises of thy Son, 

In strains of sweetest melody, 
And lowly bowed with awe anon, 
Before thy Virgin Spouse and thee. 

— Chorus. 

174 
HAIL! HOLY JOSEPH, HAIL! 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

i 

HAIL! holy Joseph, hail! 
Chaste spouse of Mary, hail ! 
Pure as the lily flow'r 
In Eden's peaceful vale. 



Hail ! holy Joseph, hail ! 

God's choice wert thou alone; 
To thee the Word made flesh 

Was subject as a son. 

251 



3 
Hail ! holy Joseph, hail ! 

Prince of the house of God! 
May His best graces be 

By thy sweet hands bestow'd. 

4 
Hail! holy Joseph, hail! 

Help of the needy, hail! 
Cheer thou the hearts that faint 

And guide the steps that fail. 

5 
Hail! holy Joseph, hail! 

Teach us our flesh to tame ; 
And, Mary, keep the hearts 

That love thy husband's name. 

6 
Mother of Jesus, bless, 

And bless, ye saints on high; 
All meek and simple souls 

That to Saint Joseph cry. 

175 

HAIL! HOLY JOSEPH, HAIL! 
By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

i 

HAIL! holy Joseph, hail! 
Husband of Mary, hail! 
Chaste as the lily flower 

In Eden's peaceful vale. 
Hail! holy Joseph, hail! {twice.) 

2$2 



Hail! holy Joseph, hail! 

Father of Christ esteem'd ! 
Father be thou to those 

Thy Foster-Son redeem'd! 
Hail! holy Joseph, hail! (twice.) 

3 

Hail ! holy Joseph, hail ! 

Comrade of Angels, hail ! 
Cheer thou the hearts that faint, 

And guide the steps that fail, 
Hail! holy Joseph, hail! (twice.) 

4 
Hail! holy Joseph, hail! 

God's choice wast thou alone; 
To thee the Word made flesh, 

Was subject as a son. 
Hail! holy Joseph, hail! (twice.) 

5 
Hail! holy Joseph, hail! 

Teach us our flesh to tame, 
And, Mary, keep the hearts, 

That love thy husband's name. 
Hail! holy Joseph, hail! (twice.) 

6 

Mother of Jesus ! bless, 

And bless, ye saints on high, 
All meek and simple souls 

That to Saint Joseph cry; 
Hail! holy Joseph, hail! (twice.) 

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176 

GLORIOUS FATHER, DEAR SAINT 
IOSEPH! 

{Children's Consecration.) 

i 

eLORIOUS Father, dear Saint Joseph, 
Throng we round thy shrine to-day; 
For the sake of Jesus take us 

'Neath thy guardianship for aye. 
Once like us He called thee Father, 
Teacher, helper, guard and guide; 
Once like us He sought for safety 
At His Father Joseph's side. 



Chorus. 

Then as round thy shrine we gather, 
Consecrating every heart, 

Take us for thy children, Father, 
And thy blessing fond impart. 



Herod sought the Child to slay Him, 

But through thee He safety found; 
Still the demon seeks the children, 

Thou wilt still His arts confound. 
Keep us pure as thine own lily 

In baptismal blood-bought grace; 
If we fall, dear Father, help us 

By our tears sin to efface. — Chorus. 

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3 
Take us, then, beloved Father, 

Thine own children e'er to be ; 
'Neath thy blessed eyes here daily 

We will do our tasks for thee. 
Lessons, prayer, or play we'll give thee, 

Each in its allotted time, 
"All for Jesus, Mary, Joseph !" 

Make of each an act sublime! — Chorus. 



177 

JESUS, MARY JOSEPH! 

{The Holy Family.) 
By M. S. Pine. 

i 

O JESUS, Mary, Joseph ! 
My heart is all your own; 
Its hidden sweet affections 

Are ever near your throne; 
My soul with all its powers, 

My life of joy and pain, 
O Jesus, Mary, Joseph] 
I give to your sweet reign. 

2 

O Jesus, Mary, Joseph! 

.When shadows round me close, 
When past misdeeds affright me 

Amid dark spirit foes ; 
When in the strong death anguish, 

I breathe your names of power, 
O Jesus, Mary, Joseph ! 

Assist me in that hour. 

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3 

O Jesus, Mary, Joseph! 

What rapture might I die , 
In peace, forgiven and stainless, 

In your sweet company! 
Your triple shield around me, 

The Trinity within, 
O Jesus, Mary, Joseph! 

Heaven's glory may I win! 



178 

HAPPY DAY! 
(Circumcision of Oar Lord.) 
By Rev. H. T. Henry, Litt.D. 

i 

O HAPPY day, that could display 
The first sweet drops of Jesus' Blood 
O happy day, that could essay 
The triumph of the Holy Rood ! 



Lo ! scarcely born, His Blood this morn 
Purples the Orient from above: 

This funeral Libation shall 

Become the prelude of His love. . 

3 

He would fulfill His Father's will 

Not sadly, but rejoicing: so 
Forestalls the day (too far away!) 

Whereon His precious Blood must flow. 

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4 
The guilt He takes for our poor sake, 

The pain He suffers, innocent : 
Who made the law would not withdraw 

Himself from all its punishment. 

5 

Beneath Thy wound, O Christ, hath 
swooned 

The ancient law, and ceased to be : 
Its follower, the Holier 

Eternal law of charity. 



179 

THOU ART AS PURE AS BEAM OF 
GOLDEN DAWN. 

(St. Agnes, Jan. 21.) 

By Rt. Rev. Mgr. H. A. Brann, D.D. 

1 

^nHOU art as pure as beam of golden 
V./ dawn 

Or snow-flake falling on a verdant lea, 
Or crystal dew drop on a flow'ry lawn, 

Or flock of foam upon the crested sea. 



Brave child that nobly pagan Rome defied 
And fearless stood before the brutal 
throng ; 

That for thy blood in savage accents cried, 
Thou heroine worthy of our festal song. 

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3 

White virgin, rose of early Christian days, 
Made red by blood upon the Martyr's 
block, 

Thy purity the theme of endless praise, 
Thy fortitude a model for the flock. 



180 

HAIL, GLORIOUS SAINT PATRICK. 

{The Apostle and Patron of Ireland.) 
{March 17.) 

Bv Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 



nAIL, glorious St. Patrick, dear saint of 
our isle! 
On us, thy poor children, bestow a sweet 

smile ; 
And now thou art high in the mansions 

above, 
On Erin's green valleys look down in thy 
love. 



Hail, glorious St. Patrick! thy words were 

once strong 
Against Satan's wiles and a heretic throng; 
Not less is thy might where in heaven thou 

art, 
Oh, come to our aid, in our battle take part. 

258 



3 

In the war against sin, in the fight for the 
faith, 

Dear Saint, may thy children resist unto 
death ; 

May their strength be in meekness, in pen- 
ance, in pray'r, 

Their banner the Cross which they glory to 
bear. 

4 

Thy people, now exiles on many a shore, 
Shall love and revere thee till time be no 

more ; 
And the fire thou hast kindled shall ever 

burn bright, 
Its warmth undiminished, undying its light. 

5 

Ever bless and defend us in this weary life, 

As we labor and toil amid hardship and 
strife ; 

And our hearts shall yet burn, whereso- 
ever we roam, 

For God, and Saint Patrick, and our native 
home. 

181 

GRATEFUL NOTES TO HEAVEN 
ASCENDING. 
(St. Patrick, March "if.) 
i 
LA.TEFUL notes to heav'n ascending 
To the world new joys proclaim, 
Faith and love together blending, 
We revere our Patrick's name. 

259 



Chorus. 
Happy Saint; in bliss adoring 

Jesus, Saviour of mankind, 
Hear thy children thee imploring, 

May we thy protection find, (twice.) 



Pagan priests their dark delusion, 
Long had o'er Hibernia spread, 

Patrick came, and in confusion 

Demons from his presence fled. — Cho. 

3 ; , , 

Lo! their infant arms extending, 

Erin's children crave his aid; 
To their wants the Saint attending, 

Soon their heav'nly call obeyed.— Cho. 

4 
Prisons, insults, every danger 

On our prelate's mission wait; 
Patrick still, to fear a stranger, 

Trusts to bounteous Heav'n his fate. 

— Chorus. 
5 
Sickness flies ; his voice obeying, 
Sightless eyes behold the day; 
And the pow'r of God displaying, 

Death, unwilling, yields his prey. — Cho. 

6 

Mortals, with amazement seeing 

Senseless idols prostrate fall, 
Own the author of their being, 

And proclaim Him Lord of alK— Cho. 

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182 

THE YOUTH WHO WEALTH AND 
COURTS DESPISED. 

(St. Aloysias, Patron of Youth, June 21.) 
1 

^HE youth who wealth and courts de- 
W^ spised 

His spotless mind above to raise ; 
Who ev'ry rising thought chastised, 

Tis Aloysius claims our lays. 

Chorus. 

O gentle and angelic youth, 

Aloysius, pray for us. 
O gentle and angelic youth, 

Aloysius, pray for us. 



Born by the sacred Virgin's aid, 
. Soon as his eyes the light could view, 
His soul the heir of heav'n was made, 
By the renovating dew. — Chorus. 

3 

His infant words, the first he frames, 

He utters with a trembling voice, 
"Jesus and Mary," hallowed names, 

Dwell on x his lips and speak his choice. 

— -Chorus. 
4 
The tenor of high life so bright, 

So pure of angel purity; 
A seraph from the realms of light, 

Dwelling on earth he seems to be. — Cho. 

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183 

IT IS NO EARTHLY SUMMER'S 

RAY, 

{Ss. Peter and Paul.) 

By Rev. Ff . W. Faber. 

i 

XT is no earthly summer's ray 
That sheds this golden brightness 
round, 
Crowning with heavenly light the day 

The princes of the Church were crowned. 
The blessed seer, to whom was given 

The hearts of men to teach and school, 
And he that keeps the keys of heav'n 
For those on earth that own his rule. 

{twice.) 

2 

Fathers of mighty Rome, whose word 

Shall pass the doom of life or death, 
By- humble cross and bleeding sword 

Well have they won their laural wreath. 
O happy Rome, made holy now 

By those two martyrs' glorious blood 
Earth's best and fairest cities bow, 

By thy superior claims subdued, {twice.) 

3 

For thou alone art worth them all, 

City of martyrs ! thou alone 
Canst cheer our pilgrim hearts, and call 

The Saviour's sheep to Peter's throne ; 
All honor, power, and praise be given 

To Him who reigns ill bliss on high, 
For endless, endless year.s in heav'n, 

One only God in Trinity, {twice.) 

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184 

SPOTLESS ANNA! JUDA'S GLORY! 

(Clarae dici gaudiis.) 

Tr. Rev. Fr. E. Caswall. 



IPOTLESS Anna! Juda's glory! 

Through the Church from East to 
West, 

Every tongue proclaims thy praises, 
Holy Mary's Mother blest. 



Chorus. 

Gathered round thy sacred banner, 
In this house that bears thy name, 

Mary's mother ! gracious Anna ! . 

Grace and help of thee we £. (twice.) 
claim. ) 



Saintly kings and priestly sires 

Blended in thy sacred line ; 
Thou in virtue, all before thee 

Didst excel by grace divine. — Chorus. 



3 

Link'd in bonds of purest wedlock, 
Thine it was for us to bear, 

By the favor of High Heaven, 

Our auroral Virgin Star. — Chorus. 

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4 
From thy stem in beauty budded 

Ancient Jesse's mystic rod; 
Earth from thee received the Mother 

Of th' Almighty Son of God. — Chorus. 

5 

All the human race benighted 
In the depths of darkness lay; 

When in Anne it saw the dawning 
Of the long-expected day. — Chorus. 

6 
Honor; glory, virtue, merit, 

Be to Thee, O Virgin's Son ! 
With the Father and the Spirit, 

While eternal ages run. — Chorus. 



185 

TO KNEEL AT THINE ALTAR. 

(St. Ann, July 26.) 

1 

^O kneel at thine altar, in faith we 

^^ draw near, 

Led onward by Mary, thy daughter so dear. 

Chorus. 
O good Saint Ann ! we call on thy name, 
Thy praises loud thy children proclaim. 

(twice.) 
2 
To all who invoke thee thou lendest an ear, 
Thou soothest the sorrows of all who draw 
near. — Chorus. 

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3 
Saint Ann, we implore thee to list to our 

pray'r. 
In time of temptation, take us in thy care. 

— Chorus. 

4 , 
In this life obtain for us that which is 

best, 
And bring us at length to our heavenly 

rest. — Chorus. 



186 

O YE ANGELIC BANDS, ATTEND! 

(St. Stanislaus Kostka, Nov. 13.) 
1 

OYE angelic bands, attend ! 
From heaven's high exalted spires, 
With mortal accents deign to blend, 
The voice of your harmonious choirs. 

Chorus. 

In joyful strains, come sound his praise; 

With anthems fill the vaulted sky, 
Ye angels, wake your choices lays, 

And greet the saint now flown on high. 

( twice. ) 
2 
In early life's most tender state, 

Oh, Thy designs how great, O God? 
Young Stanislaus could emulate, 

The virtuous path that saints have trod. 

— Chorus. 

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3 

Thy tenderness, O Virgin bright, 
Places within his youthful arms 

The object of his soul's delight, 
An Infant Saviour's lovely charms. 

— Chorus. 



187 

LET THE DEEP ORGAN SWELL 
THE LAY. 

(St. Cecilia, Nov. 22.) 

By Rev. C. Pise. 

Chorus. 

HET the deep organ swell the lay, 
In honor of this festive day; 
Let the harmonious choirs proclaim 
Cecilia's ever-blessed name. 



Rome gave the virgin martyr birth, 
Whose holy name hath filled the earth; 
And from the early dawn of youth, 
She fixed her heart on God and truth. 

— Chorus. 
2 

Then from the world's bewildering strife, 
In peace she spent her holy life — 
Teaching the organ to combine 
With voice, to praise the Lamb divine. 

— Chorus. 

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3 
Cecilia, with a twofold crown 
Adorn'd in heav'n, we pray look down, 
Upon thy fervent votaries here, 
And hearken to their humble prayer. — Cho. 



188 

TO THE SHORES OF DISTANT 
INDIES. 

(St. Francis Xavier, Dec. 3.) 

By Rev. Fr. A. Roesler, S. J. 

1 

i^\0 the shores of distant Indies 
V-*< Francis Xavier takes his course ; 
Seeks for souls through land and valleys, 
Wins all hearts with gentle force. 
Stormy oceans, savage nations, 
Naught can daunt him, on he hastens ; 
Stronger was his love's desire, 
In his heart of glowing fire. 



Clad in poor and lowly garments, 
With the cross fast in his hand, 
Thus he, joyful tidings bearing, 
Wanders brave from land to land. 
He, the Master's great disciple, 
Holds all dangers but a trifle! 
And the great apostle's word 
Far in distant climes is heard. 

267 



3 
O Saint Francis, from thy glory, 
Look upon us here below; 
Shield us from the demon's fury, 
Make our hearts like thine to glow. 
How thy heart with love was burning, 
How for souls for ever yearning, 
Make our hearts then strong and brave: 
Our weak souls help us to save. 



189 

SAINT OF THE SACRED HEART, 

(St. John, the Evangelist, Dec. 27.) 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

1 

AINT of the Sacred Heart, 



Sweet teacher of the Word, 
Partner of Mary's woes, 
A favorite of thy Lord! 

Chorus. 

Ah, teach me, then, dear Saint! 

The secrets Christ taught thee ; 
The beatings of His Heart, 

And how it beat for me ! 



We know not all thy gifts ; 

But this Christ bids us see, 
That He who so loved all 

Found more to love in thee. — Chorus. 

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3 
When the last evening came, 

Thy head was on His breast, 
Pillowed on earth, where now 

In heaven the Saints find rest. — Chorus. 

4 
Dear Saint! I stand far off, 

With vilest sins opprest; 
Oh may I dare, like thee, 

To lean upon His breast ! — Chorus. 

5 
His touch could heal the sick, 

His voice could raise the dead, 
Oh, that my soul might be 

Where He allows thy head ! — Chorus. 

6 

The gifts He gave to thee, 

He gave thee to impart ; 
And I, too, claim with thee 

His Mother and His Heart! — Chorus. 



190 

THOU, THE MARTYRS' GLO- 
RIOUS KING! 

{Rex gloriose Marty rum.) 

By Rev. E. Caswall. 

i 

OTHOU, the Martyrs' glorious King! 
Of Confessors the crown and prize; 
Who dost to joys celestial bring 

Those who the joys of earth despise. 

269 



By all the praise Thy Saints have won ; 

By all their pains in days gone by; 
By all the deeds which they have done; 

Hear Thou Thy suppliant people's cry. 

3 
Thou dost amid Thy Martyrs fight; 

Thy Confessors Thou dost forgive; 
May we find mercy in Thy sight, 

And in Thy sacred presence live. 

4 
To God the Father glory be, 

And to His sole-begotten Son; 
And glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee! 

While everlasting ages run. 

191 

SEE NO. 190. 

192 

HAIL I WE GREET THEE, SAINT OF 
HEAVEN. 

(In honor of any Saint.) 

By Rev. Fr. A. Roesler, S. J. 

1 

BAIL! we greet thee, Saint of Heaven, 
Thee who standst by God's own 
throne ; 
Boundless joys to thee are given, 

Which to pilgrims are unknown. 
Never ending peace and glory, 

270 



Happy Saint, fell to thy share, 
With thy joys and heav'nly beauty, 

Nothing earthly can compare. 
Pray that once we too may be 

In those blissful realms with thee. 



Hail ! we greet thee, clad in splendor, 

Bathed in seas of pure delight ! 
Angel voices, bright and tender, 

There in joyful tunes unite. 
And thou wilt be, happy ever, 

Happy in eternity.! 
Short on earth were work and labor, 

Short the days of misery : 
Now thy joys will never end, 

Down on us God's blessing send. 



How thou art in wonder gazing 

At the flames of Jesus' Heart! 
Which in light and splendor blazing 

Strikes thy breast with fiery dart. 
Lost in joy and adoration 

Dost thou contemplate thy God, 
Pray that we on life's sad station 

Tread the paths which thou hast trod, 
That once happy there like thee, 

We, our God, our Lord, may see. 

271 



193 

HYMNS FOR THE CHILDREN'S 
MASS AND SUNDAY-SCHOOL. 



X 



i. — Sign of the Cross. 

N the name of the Father, * and of the 
Son, * and of the Holy Ghost. * Amen. 

2. — Our Father. 

Our Father, who art in heaven; * hal- 
lowed be Thy name; * Thy kigdom come, 

* Thy will be done on earth, * as it is in 
heaven. * Give us this day our daily bread, 

* and forgive us our trespasses, * as we 
forgive them, * that trespass against us, * 
and lead us not into temptation, * but de- 
liver us from evil. * Amen. 

3. — Hail Mary. 

Hail, Mary, full of grace, * the Lord is 
with thee ; * blessed art thou among women, 

* and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, 
Jesus. * Holy Mary, Mother of God, * 
pray for us sinners, * now and at the hour 
of our death. * Amen. 



194 

/ BELIEVE IN GOD. 

XBELIVE in God * the Father Al- 
mighty, * Creator of heaven and 
earth, * f and in Jesus Christ, * His only 
Son our Lord, 

272 






Who was conceived * by the Holy Ghost, 

* born of the Virgin Mary f suffered un- 
der Pontius Pilate, * was crucified, dead 
and buried. 

He descended into hell, * the third day; 

* He rose again from the dead ; f He 
ascended into heaven, * sitteth at the right 
hand * of God, * the Father Almighty. 

From thence He shall come * to judge 
the living * and the dead, f I believe in the 
Holy Ghost; 

The Holy Catholic Church; * the com- 
munion of Saints, f the forgiveness of sins, 
the resurrection of the body * and life 

* everlasting. Amen. 

GLORY BE TO THE FATHER. 

eLORY be to the Father * and to the 
Son, * and to the Holy Ghost. * 
As it was in the beginning, * is now, and 
ever shall be, * world without end. * Amen. 

195 

IT IS THE NAME OF MARY. 



^T^T is the name of Mary, 
^J-^ Which we to-day proclaim, 
Come all ye Mary's children, 

To sing that lovely name, 
Come sing that name, dear children, 

It is your mother's own ; 
Unite your hearts and praises, 

And waft them to her throne. 

273 



A name of pow'r and sweetness, 

Her name to us so dear, . 
A name of awe and grandeur, 

But grandeur free from fear. 
Sweet name all strong yet tender, 

That name we love so well, 
The joy of earth and heaven, 

The fear and dread of hell. 

3 

The first word ever spoken 

By Jesus when a Child, 
Was thy dear name, O Mother! 

He spoke it and he smiled. 
Oh, may thy name, dear Mother, 

On life's last fearful day, 
Be my last fervent prayer, 

Be all my hope and stay. 



196 

MARY, MOTHER SWEETEST 
BEST. 

{Children's First Communion Hymn.) 

i 

OMARY, Mother sweetest best, 
From heaven's immortal bowers, 
Do gather for a little child 

A bouquet of sweet flowers. 
I wish my little heart to be 

A cradle fair and gay, 
Where blessed Jesus may repose, ) , . v 
(My first)* communion day. $ \™>ne.) 

274 



My little child, I can obtain 

So bright a wreath for thee, 
That Jesus will delight to come 

Within thy heart to be. 
I'll give thee lovely charity, 

More warm than roses glow; 
I'll give thee heavenly purity, 

More white than lily snow. 



5 (twice.) 



The violet of humility 

Shall yield a sweet perfume, 
And Jesus will delight to be 

Within thy little room. 
But then remember, dearest child, 

The blossoms that I give 
Require the watering of a prayer ) f . . 

Or they will cease to live. ) K™>ne.) 



Mother, dearest, tenderest Mother, 

You know how frail I am, 
A very giddy, thoughtless thing, 

A weak and helpless lamb. 
But oh! if thou wilt but send down 

Those precious flowers to me, 
1 doubt not but with thy good >. 

help I (twice.) 

Well watered they will be. ) 

275 



Then Mary from her holy hands, 

Those precious flowers sent down, 
As beautiful and pure as those 

That wreathe an angel's crown. 
That little soul was richly blest, 

In which dear Jesus lay, 
Like the sweet turtle in its nest ? , v 

Sweet (first)* communion day. ) ^ wtce ') 



* This sweet communion day. 







I 



Id 



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197 

HAIL, FULL OF GRACE AND 
PURITY. 

(The Joyful Mysteries.) 
By Rev. Fr. P. Conway, O. P. 

i 
The Annunciation — Humility. 
Y^CAIL, full of grace and purity, 
JLJJ Meek handmaid of the Lord; 
Hail, model of humility, 
Chaste Mother of the Lord. 

2 

The Visitation — Charity to Our Neighbor. 
By that pure love which prompted thee 

To seek thy cousin blest, 
Pray that the fire of charity 

May burn within our breast. 

3 
The Birth of Our Lord — Poverty. 
This blessing beg, O Virgin Queen, 

From Jesus through His birth, 
By holy poverty to wean 

Our hearts from things of earth. 

4 t 
The Presentation in the Temple. — 
Obedience. 
Most holy Virgin, Maiden mild, 

Obtain for us, we pray, 
To imitate thy Holy Child 
By striving to obey. 

277. 



5 

The Finding of Our Lord — Love of Him 

and His Service. 

By thy dear Son, restored to thee, 

This grace for us implore, 
To serve our Lord more faithfully, 

And love Him more and more. 



6 

Concluding Stanza. 

Queen of the holy Rosary, 
With tender love look down, 

And bless the hearts that offer thee 
This chaplet for thy crown. 



198 

LORD, BY THY PRAYER IN AGONY. 

(The Sorrowful Mysteries.) 

By Rev. Fr. P. Conway, O. P. 

i 

The Prayer of Our Lord — Prayer. 

HORD, by Thy prayer in agony, 
On Olivet alone, 
Teach us to pray, resigned like Thee, 
And say, "Thy will be done/' 

278 



The Scourging — Mortification. 
Sweet Saviour, who didst bear for me 

The scourges' pains intense, 
Help me to fly all luxury, 

And mortify each sense. 

3 
The Crozvning with Thorns — Fortitude. 
By the sharp thorns so meekly borne, 

And scoffs and buffets rude, 
Teach us to bear all pain and scorn 
With holy fortitude. 

4 

The Carrying of the Cross — Patience. 
Lord; by Thy Cross, Thy people spare, 

And on us pity take, 
Help us our daily cross to bear 

With patience for Thy sake. 

5 t 
The Crucifixion — Spirit of Self-Sacrifice. 

O Jesus, Victim for man's fall, 

Lamb slain on Calvary, 
Accept henceforth our lives, our all, 

In sacrifice to Thee. 

6 

Concluding Stanza. 
Queen of the Holy Rosary, 

With tender love look down 
And bless the hearts that offer thee 

This chaplet for thy crown. 

279 



199 

ALL HAIL, GREAT CONQUEROR, 
TO THEE. 

(The Glorious Mysteries.) 

By Rev. Fr. P. Conway, O. P. 

i 
The Resurrection — Faith. 

aLL hail, great Conqueror, to thee, 
Arisen from the dead; 
Grant us the light of faith, that we 
May in Thy footsteps tread. 



The Ascension — Hope. 
To heaven thou dost ascend again, 

Sweet Saviour of our race, 
With hope our fainting hearts sustain, 

To see in heaven Thy face. 

3 

The Descent of the Holy Ghost — Zeal for 

Souls. 
O Holy Ghost, who didst descend 

In cloven tongues of fire, 
Our souls, which all too earthward tend, 

With burning zeal inspire. 

4 
The Assumption — Devotion to Our Lady, 

Mother of God, enthroned above, 

Beseech thy Son anew 
To fill our hearts with childlike love 

For thee, our Mother, too. 

280 



5 

The Coronation of Our Lady — Per- 

severence. 

All gracious Queen of Angels, deign 

Our last request to hear, 
For us this crowning gift obtain, 

In grace to persevere. 

6 

Concluding Stanza, 

Queen of the Holy Rosary, 
With tender love look down, 

And bless the hearts that offer thee 
This chaplet for thy crown. 



200 

THERE IS ONE TRUE AND ONLY 
GOD. 



j^nHERE is one true and only God, 
V-/ Our Maker and our Lord 
And he created everything 
By His Almighty Word 

Chorus. 

All this and all the Church doth teach, 

My God ! I do believe ; 
For Thou hast bid us hear the Church, 

And Thou canst not deceive. 

281 



But in this One and only God 
There yet are Persons Three; 

The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
One Blessed Trinity. — Chorus. 

3 
The Second Person — God the Son; 

Came down on earth to dwell ; 
Took flesh, and died upon the Cross, 

To save our souls from hell. — Chorus, 

4 
The good, with God in heaven above 

Will ever happy be; 
The wicked, in the flames of hell 

Will burn eternally. — Chorus. 

201 

UNVEIL, LORD AND ON US 
SHINE. 

By Cardinal Newman. 



aNVEIL, O Lord, and on us shine 
In glory and in grace ; 
This gaudy world grows pale before 
The beauty of Thy face. 



Till Thou art seen, it seems to be 

A sort of fairy ground, 
Where suns unsetting light the sky, 

And flowers and fruits abound. 

282 



3 
But when Thy keener, purer beam 

Is poured upon our sight, 
It loses all its power to charm, 

And what was day is night. 

4 
Its noblest toils are then the scourge 

Which made Thy blood to flow ; 
Its joys are but the treacherous thorns 

Which circled round Thy brow. 

5 
And thus, when we renounce for Thee 

Its restless aims and fears, 
The tender memories of the past, 

The hopes of coming years. 

6 

Poor is our sacrifice, whose eyes 

Are lighted from above; 
We offer what we cannot keep, 

What we have ceased to love. 



283 



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*&tttmtB f Hit. 



202 

JESUS, MY GOD, BEHOLD AT 
LENGTH THE TIME. 

By Rt. Rev. B. Chadwick. 



^"YESUS, my God, 

V-A* Behold at length the time 

When I resolve 

To turn away from crime. 



Chorus. 

Oh, pardon me, Jesus, Thy mercy I im- 
plore, 
I will never more offend Thee ; 
Oh, pardon me, Jesus, Thy mercy I im- 
plore, 
I will never more offend Thee, no never 
more. 
Parce Domine, parce populo tuo; 
Ne in aeternum irascdris nobis. 



Since my poor soul, 

Thy precious Blood hath cost, 
Suffer me not 

Forever to be lost. — Chorus. 

284 



3 
Kneeling in tears, 

Behold me at Thy Feet, 
Like Magdalen, 

Forgiveness I entreat. — Chorus. 



203 

GOD OF MERCY AND COMPASSION. 

{Act of Contrition.) 

By Rev. Fr. Vaughan, C. SS. R. 

i 

eOD of mercy and compassion, 
Look with pity upon me ; 
Father, let me call Thee Father, 
Tis Thy child returns to Thee. 

Chorus. 
Jesus, Lord, I ask for mercy ; 

Let me not implore in vain ; 
All my sins I now detest them, 

Never will I sin again. 

2 

By my sins I have deserved 

Death and endless misery, 
Hell with all its pains and torments, 

And for all eternity. — Chorus. 

3 
By my sins I have abandoned 

Right and claim to heaven above, 
Where the saints rejoice forever, 

In a boundless sea of love. — Chorus. 

285 



4 
See our Saviour, bleeding, dying, 

On the Cross of Calvary; 
To that Cross my sins have nailed Him, 
Yet He bleeds and dies for me. 

— Chorus. 



204 

OVERWHELMED IN DEPTHS OF 
SORROW. 



OVERWHELMED in depths of sorrow, 
On the tree of pain and scorn, 
Hangeth bleeding the Redeemer, 
And with racking anguish torn. 



Chorus. 

Jesus, who has caused Thy Passion, 
Who has nailed Thee to the Cross? 

Oh, 'twas I, who sinned and grieved Thee, 
I, who nailed Thee to the Cross. 



See the nails, how T cruelly piercing, 
Hands and feet so tender rend ; 

Down His face, and down His body 
See His Sacred Blood descend. 

— Chorus. 

286 



Hearken ! with what cry in dying 

Jesus' spirit takes its flight! 
How it pierced the heart of Mary 
How it whelmed her soul in night. 

— Chorus. 

4 

See the sun its light withdrawing, 
And the heavens growing pale ; 

Bursting rocks the tombs that open, 
All their Maker's death bewail. 

— Chorus. 

5 

Come, before His cross assemble, 
For, for us He shed His blood; 

Died, of fervent love a victim, 

He, the only Son of God. — Chorus. 



205 

RETURN TO GOD, POOR SINNER. 

i 

The Good Shepherd. 

^^ETURN to God, poor sinner, it is meet ; 
J^t Delay no more to bend thy rebel knee ; 
His holy law thou'st broken; I entreat, 
Return to Him, Who seeketh after thee. 

{twice.) 

287 



2 

The Sinner. 
Behold, O Lord! This lost and straying 
sheep, 
Whom Thou didst deign to seek for, oh ! 
how long ! 
Aroused at last from its long deadly sleep, 
Guilty, confused this heart repents its 
wrong, (twice.) 

3 

The Good Shepherd. 

Repentant child, thy heart is all I seek, 
And when thy heart is given all to Me, 

My mercy takes thy service, rendered meek, 
And rains down grace and loves un- 
ceasingly, (twice.) 

The Sinner. 
My God ! how good Thou art to all of those, 
Who with sincere repentance Thee im- 
plore ; 
With grief and love my swelling heart 

o'erflows, 
Oh, give me grace to love Thee evermore. 

(twice.) 

206 

LIGHT DIES AWAY! 
i 
IGHT dies away! another sun is set- 
ting ! 
How short has been the day that is now 
done! 

288 



h 



O fleeting life ! how soon we are forgetting 
How days and days thus hurry one by 
one. (twice.) 



Eternity is drawing close around us ; 

Labor we hard our conscience to prepare, 
How do the saints of guilt or sin con- 
found us ? 
To practice virtue, has it been our care? 

(twice.) 



3 

If on this night our Sovereign Maker call us 
To stand before His dreadful judgment 
seat: 
Ah ! would His voice with stern reproach 
appall us? 
Or with meek eyes and tones of kind- 
ness greet? (twice.) 



4 

Oh, let our hearts o'erflow with true re- 
pentance ; 
And while we weep o'er sin and guilt 
we've done, 
We shall from us avert the direful ven- 
geance 
Of endless joys the right we shall have 
won. (twice.) 

289 



207 

TO CHRIST, THE PRINCE OF 
PEACE. 

(Summi Parentis Filio.) 

Tr. Rev. E. Caswall. 



I^vO Christ, the Prince of Peace, 
V«/ And Son of God most high, 
The Father of the world to come, 
Sing we with holy joy. 



Chorus, 

Deep in His Heart for us 

The wound of love He bore ; 

That love wherewith He still inflames 
The hearts that Him adore. 



O Jesus, Victim blest ! 

What else but love divine 
Could Thee constrain to open thus 

That Sacred Heart of Thine? — Chorus. 



3 
O Fount of endless life, 

O Spring of waters clear, 
O Flame celestial, cleansing all 

Who unto Thee draw near. — Chorus. 

290 



Hide me in Thy dear Heart, 

For thither do I fly; 
There seek Thy grace thro' life, in death 

Thine immortality. — Chorus. 

5 
Praise to the Father be, 

And sole begotten Son; 
Praise, Holy Paraclete, to Thee, 

While endless ages run. — Chorus. 



208 

JESUS, JESUS THRONED ON 

HIGH. 

By M. S. Pine. 

i 

O JESUS, Jesus throned on high, 
How sweet Thy reign of love, 
Thy Heart's best treasures here I find 
Descending from above. 

1 need not envy angels now, 
And fear has fled away, 

I know 'tis Heart to heart that Thou 
Wilt speak to me to-day. 



Thou Who didst make and light the eyes 

That now look up to Thee 
Dost lure my heart with sweet surprise 

By hidden majesty; 

291 



A wondrous curtain here I view 
Before Thy Godhead bright, 

And all Thy beauteous Manhood, too, 
Stands veiled in deepest night. 



3 

But Faith beneath the veil doth peer, 

And love draws back each fold, 
Till Thy Heart's beatings she doth hear, 

Like John made overbold. 
She looks into Thy heavenly eyes 

For which the angels pine, 
And drinks the sweetness of the Saints 

In union all divine. 



209 

THROUGH THIS VALE OF TEARS 
WE WANDER. 

By I. Williams. 

i 

THROUGH this vale of tears we 
^/ wander, 

Pilgrims in a far-off land; 
Longing ever, sighing ever, 

Just to see and understand. 
Just to see Thy face, my Jesus, 

Just to know Thy love divine ; 
Just to be with Thee in heaven 

Our hearts sheltered Lord in Thine* 

292 



Here below all things are passing; 

Night will end our happiest day; 
Friends we trusted most forsake us, 

Pleasures vanish, hopes decay. 
Thou alone, O Lord, art changeless, 

And Thy love will never cease; 
Lord I pine with love and longing 

Till I see Thee face to face. 

3 

Stranger in a land of strangers, 

In a land of misery; 
One hope brightens my sad exile 

Hope of heaven, hope of Thee. 
Jesus dear, my God and Saviour, 

Deign my comforter to be 
Till my soul in highest heaven, 

Dwells with Thee eternally. 



210 

'TIS THY GOOD PLEASURE AND 
NOT MY OWN. 

By Rev. E. Vaughan, C. SS. R. 

i 

*|^nIS Thy good pleasure, not my own, 
V-/ In Thee, my God, I love aloae; 
And nothing I desire of Thee, 
But what Thy goodness wills for me. 

Chorus. , 

O Will of God, O Will divine, ) ' . N 
All, all our love be ever Thine. > WW 

293 



In love, no rival canst Thou bear, 
But Thou art full of tenderest care; 
And fire and sweetness all divine 
To hearts which once are wholly Thine. 

— Chorus. 
3 
In Thee all pure affections live, 
To love Thou dost perfection give; 
While ever burning with desires, 
The loving soul to Thee aspires. — Chorus. 

4 
Thou makest crosses soft and light, 
And death itself seems sweet and bright; 
No cross nor fear that soul dismays, 
Whose will to Thee united stays.— Chorus. 

5 
To Thee I consecrate, I give 
My heart and being while I live, 
Jesus, Thy heart alone shall be 
My love for all eternity. — Chorus. 

6 

Alike in pleasure and in pain, 
To please Thee is my joy in gain; 
That, O my Love, which please Thee, 
Shall evermore seem best to me. — Chorus. 

Final Chorus. 

May heav'n and earth with love 

fulfill, {. (twice.) 

My God, Thy ever blessed Will ! 

294 



211 

O KING AND LORD, WHO DWELL- 

EST ON THIS ALTAR! 

By S. N. D. 

(Reparation.) 

i 

O KING and Lord, Who dwellest on this 
altar, 
We come to Thee, with loving hearts and 
true, 
To thank Thee for Thy love, which cannot 
falter 
In spite of all ungrateful men may do. 
We come to tell Thy Heart despised and 
lonely, 
That we are fain Thy loyal friends to be, 
That we will strive through life to love 
Thee only, 
That in Thy sorrows we would comfort 
Thee. 

2 

We thank Thee that, from rising sun to 
setting, 
Thou standest on our altar, Lord, as slain ; 
We sorrow that, despising or forgetting, 

Men leave Thee in Thy death alone again. 
We come to tell Thy Heart, thus scorned 
and slighted, 
That in the daily Mass our strength 
shall be ; 
That in the Mass our lives shall be de- 
lighted, 
That in Thy sorrows we would comfort 
Thee. 

295 



3 
And for ourselves, . who knowing and be- 
lieving, 
Have treated Thee so coldly and so ill, 
Behold us now before Thee deeply grieving, 
And strengthen, Lord, our weak and 
changing will. 
We promise now Thy Heart despised and 
lonely, 
That we are fain Thy truer friends to 
be; 
•That we will strive through life to love 
Thee only, 
That in Thy sorrows we would comfort 
Thee. 



212 

O JESUS, JESUS, DEAREST LORD! 

(Most Holy Name of Jesus.) 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

i 

O JESUS, Jesus, dearest Lord, 
Forgive me if I say, 
For very love, Thy Sacred Name, 
A thousand times a day. 

2 

J love Thee so, I know not how 

My transports to control; 
Thy love is like a burning fire, 

Within my very soul. 

296 



3 

Oh, wonderful, that Thou shouldst. let i- >' 
So vile a heart ias mine . Mifcjji 

Love Thee with such a love as this, 
And make so free with Thine/ ->; 

4 
For Thou to me art all in all, 

My honor and my wealth, 
My- heart's desire, my body's strength, '•■ 

My soul's eternal health. 

5 . [ .' \"- 
What limit is there to thee, love? 

Thy flight where wilt thou stay ? 
On on, our Lord is sweeter far 
To-day than yesterday. 

6 \ U 
O love of Jesus, blessed love, <*.■■ 

So will it ever be : 
Time cannot hold thy wondrous growth, 
No, nor eternity. 



213 ; 

HAVE MERCY ON US, GOD -MOST 
HIGH! . " 

{Holy Trinity.) 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

i 

nAVE mercy on us, God Most High! 
Who lift our hearts to Thee; 
Have mercy on us, worms of earth, 
Most HoJy Trinity! -> 



Most ancient of all mysteries ! 

Before Thy throne we lie ; 
Have mercy now, most merciful, 

Most Holy Trinity ! 



3 

When heaven and earth were yet unmade, 

When time was yet unknown, 
Thou in Thy bliss and majesty 

Didst live and love alone! 



4 

Thou wert not born, there was no fount 
From which Thy Being flowed ; 

There is no end which Thou canst reach ; 
But Thou art simply God. 



5 

How wonderful creation is ! 

The work that Thou didst bless ; 
And oh ! what then must Thou be like, 

Eternal Loveliness! 



O Majesty most beautiful ! 

Most Holy Trinity-! 
On Mary's throne we climb to get 

A far-off sight of Thee. 

298 



7 
Oh, listen, then, Most Pitiful ! 

To Thy poor creature's heart ; 
It blesses Thee, that Thou art God, 

That Thou art what Thou art ! 

8 

Most ancient of all mysteries ! 

Still at Thy throne we lie ; 
Have mercy now, Most Merciful, 

Most Holy Trinity ! 



214 

HAIL, JESUS, HAIL. 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

i 

KAIL, Jesus, hail ! Who for my sake 
Sweet blood from Mary's veins didst 
take, 
And shed it all for me; (twice.) 
Oh, blessed be my Saviour's Blood, 
My life, my light, my only good, (twice.) 
To all eternity. 



To endless ages let us praise 

The precious Blood, whose price could raise 

The world from wrath and sin; (twice.) 
Whose streams our inward thirst appease, 
And heal the sinner's worst disease, (twice.) 

If he but bathe therein. 

299 



3 
O sweetest Blood, that can implore 
Pardon of God, and heaven restore, 

The heaven which sin had lost; (twice.) 
While Abel's blood for vengeance pleads, 
What Jesus shed still intercedes, (tzvice.) 

For those who wrong Him most. 

4 
Oh, to be sprinkled from the wells 
Of Christ's own sacred Blood excels 

Earth's best and highest bliss; (twice.) 
The ministers of wrath divine 
Hurt not the happy hearts that shine 

(twice.) 
With those red drops of His. 

5 
Ah, there is joy amid the Saints, 
And hell's despairing courage faints 

When this sweet song we raise: (twice.) 
Oh, louder then, and louder still, 
Earth with one mighty chorus fill, (twice.) 

The precious Blood to praise. 

215 

WHAT SHALL I RENDER UNTO 

THEE, O LORD! 

(Hymn of Thanksgiving.) 

By Rev. H. Van Rensselaer, S. J. 

i 

irtHAT shall I render unto Thee, O Lord, 

vly For all the gifts Thy bounty doth 

accord ? 
Naught can I offer save my love alone, 
Ah, let it, Lord, my thankless past atone. 

300 



What is my love; nay, what indeed my 

heart? 
That I should dare to offer Thee a part. 
Take it, O Lord, I wholly give to Thee, 
My love, my heart, my soul, my entity. 

3 
Take what is Thine, for Thou hast given me 
My life with all its glorious destiny. 
Or bid me live that I may spend my days, 
O Sacred Heart, in snowing forth Thy 
praise. 

4 
What are my goods ? as nothing in Thy sight, 
For all belong to Thee, O Lord, by right. 
To Thee their use I humbly dedicate ; 
My life, my all, to Thee I consecrate. 



216 

BLEST CREATOR OF THE LIGHT! 

(Lucis Creator optime.) 

Tr. Rev. E. Caswall. 



O BLEST Creator of the light ! 
Who dost the dawn from darkness 
bring; 
And framing Nature's depths and height, 
Didst with the new-born light begin. 

301 



Who gently blending eve with morn, 

And morn with eve, didst call them day; 

Thick flows the flood of darkness down ; 
Oh, hear us as we weep and pray! 

3 
Keep Thou our souls from schemes of 
crime; 
Nor guilt remorseful let them know; 
Nor, thinking but on things of time, 
Into eternal darkness go. 

4 
Teach us to knock at Heaven's high door; 

Teach us the prize of life to win ; 
Teach us all evil to abhor, 

And purify ourselves within. 

5 
Father of mercies ! hear our cry ; 

Hear us, O sole-begotten Son ! 
Who, with the Holy Ghost most high, 

Reignest while endless ages run. 

217 

LORD OF HOSTS. 

By S. N. D. 

i 

OLORD of hosts, be mindful of our 
pleading, 
Oh, let our prayer find favor in Thy sight ; 
Hark to Thy Church triumphant interced- 
ing; 
Pity Thy Church that groaneth in the 
fight. 

302 



O Ged of truth, no battle line can snake her, 
Trusting in Thee, we shall not lose our 
hope; 
Hast Thou not said that Thou wilt not 
forsake her ? 
Hear, then, our pray'r for the Church 
and the Pope, (twice.) 



O Master dear, we sink, and Thou art sleep- 
ing, 
Dark is the night, the waves our vessel 
fill : 
Wake, wake, O Lord ! Thy children here 
are weeping; 
Speak to the wind and waters: "Peace, 
be still !" 
Let not men say Thy promises are failing, 
Let them not boast Thy Church hath lost 
her hope : 
Let them not deem the gates of hell pre- 
vailing ; 
Hear, Thou, our pray'r for the Church 
and the Pope, (twice.) 



Shepherd of souls, the wolves are all 
around us, 

Whisper again, "O fear not, little flock" ; 
Jesus, our King, the enemies surround us, 

Tell us Thy fortress stands upon a rock. 

303 



Show us Thine Angels camping round 
about us, 
Strengthen our hearts in Faith and Love 
and Hope ; 
If Thou art with us, legions shall not 
rout us, 
None shall prevail o'er the Church and 
the Pope! (twice.) 

218 

ALL YE PEOPLE GOD HATH 

MADE. 

i 

OALL ye people God hath made, 
Sing glory to His holy name: 
To Him be endless honors paid, 

Let every tongue His praise proclaim. 

(tivice.) 

2 

Praise to the Lord, who all things made, 

Give glory to His holy name, 
To Him be endless honors paid, 

Let every tongue His praise proclaim. 

(twice.) 
3 
Oh, sing His praise, ye heav'nly choirs, 

Who stand around His awful throne; 
Repeat on your immortal lyres, 
That praise belongs to Him alone. 

(twice.) 
4 
Thou glorious sun, His image bright 

Who rul'st the seasons and the days, 
And thou, fair moon, who rul'st the night, 
Unite in your Creator's praise, (tzvice.) 

304 



5 

Praise Him, ye stars, whose trembling 
lights 
Like scattered pearls, adorn the sky ; 
Your silent course each heart invites, 

To praise the Lord who reigns on high. 

(twice.) 

6 

Praise Him, ye mounts, ye hills sublime, 
Ye valleys dressed in living green ; 

Ye flow'rs, declare to every clime, 

His charm to mortal eye unseen, (twice.) 

7 

Praise Him, ye founts, ye limpid streams, 
Ye rapid rivers in your course; 

Proclaim Him in your murm'ring themes, 
Of ev'ry good th' exhaustless source. 

(twice.) 

8 

Join voices, ye sweet feather'd throng, 
Whose warbling notes to heaven arise ; 

Let woods and hills repeat your song, 
And zephyrs waft it through the skies. 

(twice.) 

9 

O thou, for whom this wondrous frame, 
And all these creatures were design'd; 

O man ! adore and praise His name 
In whom all beauties are combined. 

(twice.) • 

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219 

JERUSALEM! MY HAPPY HOME! 

Rev. Fr. Anderton, S. J. 



^"YERUSALEM, my happy home, 
V^ When shall I come to thee? 
When shall my sorrows have an end? 
Thy joys when shall I see? 



Thy saints are crowned with glory great, 

They see God face to face, 
They triumph still, they still rejoice, 

Most happy is their case. 

3 
There David stands with harp in hand, 

As master of the chair, 
Ten thousand times that man were blest, 

That might this music hear. 

4 
Our Lady sings Magnificat, 

With tune surpassing sweet, 
And all the virgins bear their part, 

Sitting about her feet. 

5 
There Magdalen hath left her moan, 

And cheerfully doth sing, 
With blessed Saints whose harmony 

In every street doth ring. 

306 



6 



Ah, my sweet home Jerusalem! 

Would God I were in thee! 
Would God my woes were at an end, 

Thy joys that I might see. 



220 

BRIGHTNESS OF ETERNAL 
LIGHT. 



O BRIGHTNESS of eternal light, 
I worship at Thy feet; 
Though all unworthy in Thy sight, 
Thy mercies I repeat. 



To save our souls from sin and strife 

Is still Thy work divine ; 
The gates of everlasting life, 

gracious Lord, are Thine. 

3 

I love to praise Thee when the sun 

Pours forth his early light, 
And when the bright stars one by one 

Come twinkling out at night. 

4 
f I am free from care and loss, 

1 love to praise Thy name; 

If I am called to bear Thy Cross, 
I bless Thee all the same. 

307 



5 
If roses on my path I meet, 

I feel the gift is Thine; 
If thorns spring up to pierce my feet, 

I still will not repine. 

. 6 

The blessings sent to win my love, 

Lord, I freely take; 

The trials sent my faith to prove, 

1 bear for Thy dear sake. 

7 
Then let me on my journey go, 

And fear not for the end ; 
It matters not who is my foe, 

If Jesus be my friend. 

8 
In Thee, sweet Lord, I put my trust; 

Oh guard me while I live; 
And when this dust returns to dust, 

My soul in heaven receive. 

221 

JERUSALEM, THE GOLDEN! 
( Urbs Sion Aurea.) 
i 
^-TERUSALEM the golden ! 
\^y With milk and honey blest, 
Beneath thy contemplation 

Sink heart and voice opprest, 
I know not, oh, I know not 
What joys await us there; 
What radiancy of glory, 
What bliss beyond compare. 

308 



They stand, those halls of Sion, 

All jubilant with song, 
And bright with many an angel, 

And all the martyr throng. 
The Prince is ever in them, 

His light is always seen, 
The pastures of the blessed 

Are decked in glorious sheen. 



There is the throne of David ; 

And there, from care released, 
The shout of them that triumph, 

The song of them that feast; 
And they, who with their Leader 
Have conquered in the fight, 

For ever and for ever 
Are clad in robes of white. 



O sweet and blessed Country, 

The Home of God's elect ! 
O sweet and blessed Country 

That eager hearts expect ! 
Jesus, in mercy, bring us 

To that dear land of rest ; 
Who art, with God the Father 

And Spirit, ever blest. 

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i 



222 

JESUS, LORD, BE THOU MY OWN. 

Tr. Rev. E. Vaughan, C. SS. R. 

i 

^f'ESUS, Lord, be Thou my own; 

v^ Thee I long for, Thee alone; 

All myself I give to Thee; 

Do whate'er Thou wilt with me. (twice.) 



Life without Thy love would be 
Death, O Sovereign Good, to me; 
Bound and held by Thy dear chains 
Captive now my heart remains, (twice.) 



Thou, O God, my heart inflame, 

Give that love which Thou dost claim; 

Payment I will ask for none; 

Love demands but love alone, (twice.) 



God of beauty, Lord of light, 
Thy good will is my delight, 
Now henceforth Thy will divine 
Ever shall in all be mine, (twice.) 

TIO 



223 

CHRIST, THE GLORY OF THE SKY. 
Tr. Rev. Fr. Campbell. 

i 

CHRIST, the glory of the sky; 
Christ, of earth the hope secure; 
Only Son of God most high; 

Offspring of a maiden pure! {twice.) 



Purest Light, within us dwell, 
Never from our souls depart; 

Come, the shades of earth expel, 
Fill and purify the heart, {twice.) 

3 

Help us now Thy praise to sing 
Praise for this returning day; 

Light and life let morning bring, 

Clouds and darkness flee away, {twice.) 

4 

Faith in Him, Whose name we bear, 
In our heart of hearts abound! 

Hope, thy brightest torch prepare; 
All with holy love be crowned. {twice.) 

5 
Praise the Father; praise the Son, 

Spirit blest, to Thee be praise ! 
To the eternal Three in One 

Glory be through endless days! {twice.) 

3" 



224 

TEARS ON THY SACRED FACE, 
MY GOD! 



^^yEARS on Thy Sacred Face, my God! 
^y Long sorrow, told by tears, 
A wreath of torture crowns at last 

The agony of years! 
Thy glory dimmed, Thy beauty fled, 
* Thy tender, touching grace 
Beams on us now no longer here, 

O Sacred suffering Face ! 



Grief on Thy Sacred Face, my God! 

The anguish that shall win 
Hope for the desolate, with' peace 

And pardon for the sin; 
The sin in whose deadly hands have laid 

So deep, so sad a trace 
On brow and lips and weeping eyes, 

O Sacred, suffering Face ! 



3 
Love on Thy Sacred Face my God ! 

The love that liveth on 
Though light, and loveliness and joy, 

To sight of earth, are gone; 
The love .that calls us to Thy Feet, 

And folds in Thine embrace 
The children of Thy tears, my God! 

O Sacred suffering Face ! 

3 12 



4 
We pray Thee for Thy straying sheep, 

We pray Thee for the eyes, 
The lips, the hearts, that always bid, 

Thine own hot tear-drops rise, 
We pray Thee for this world of Thine, 

Its wandering, wilful race, 
Lead it, kind Shepherd, to Thy Shrine, 

Thy Sacred, suffering Face! 

5 
Unclose Thy weary Eyes, my God! 

Bow down Thy weary Head, 
Over the souls that prostrate lie, 

Thy Precious Blood be shed. 
O royal flood, O golden flood, 

Of faith, of hope, of grace; 
Bless Thou the hearts and eyes that seek 

Thy Sacred, suffering Face! 

225 

/ COME TO THEE ONCE MORE, 
MY GOD! 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 



XCOME to Thee once more, my God! 
No longer will I roam; 
For I have sought the wide world through, 

And n£ver found a home. 
Though bright and many are the spots 

Where I have built a nest, 
Yet in the brightest still I pined 
For more abiding rest. 

313 



Riches could bring me joy and power, 

And they were fair to see ; 
Yet gold was but a sorry god 

To serve instead of Thee. 
Then honor and the world's good word 

Appeared a nobler faith; 
Yet could I rest on bliss that hung 

And trembled on a breath? 



The pleasure of the passing hour 

My spirit next could wile; 
But soon, full soon, my heart felt sick 

Of pleasure's weary smile. 
More selfish grown, I worshipped health, 

The flush of manhood's power; 
But when it came and went so quick, 

It was but for an hour. 



And thus a not unkindly world 

Hath done its best for me; 
Yet I have found, O God ! no rest, 

No harbor short of Thee, 
For Thou hast made this wondrous soul 

All for Thyself alone; 
Ah ! send Thy sweet transforming grace 

To make it more Thine own. 

3H 



AVE SANCTISSIMA! 



BVE Sanctissima, 
We lift our souls to thee, 
Ora pro nobis ! 

Tis nightfall on the sea. 
Watch us while shadows lie 

Far o'er the water spread, 
Hear the heart's lonely sigh, 

Thine too hath bled. 
Thou that hast looked on death, 

Aid us when death is nigh; 
Whisper of Heav'n to faith. 

Chorus. 

Sweet mother, hear, 

Ora pro nobis, 
The wave must rock our sleep, 

Ora mater, Ora, star of the sea. 



Ave Sanctisima, 

List to thy children's pray'r, 
Audi Maria! 

And take us to thy care. 
O thou whose virtues shine 

With brightest purity, 
Come and each thought refine, 

Till pure like thine. 
O save ©ur souls from ill ; 

Guard thou our lives from fear ; 
Our hearts with pleasure fill. 

315 



227 

BRIGHT FLOWER OF C ARM EL I 

i 

O BRIGHT Flower of Carmel, thou 
blossoming vine ! 
The splendor of heaven, of Jesus divine ! 
The Child bearing Virgin, most stainless, 

most mild, 
Thy privilege grant to each Carmelite child. 

2 

O Star of the wild sea, that shineth serene, 
Once seen by Elias asCarmel's bright Queen 
Typified by the cloudlet that rose o'er the 

waves 
Of the sea that Mount CarmeFs base 

gently laves. 



228 

WHAT A SEA OF TEARS AND 
SORROWS! 

(0 quot undis lacrymarum.) 

Tr. Rev. Fr. Campbell. 

i 

>jrtHAT a sea of tears and sorrows 
vl/ Did the soul of Mary toss 
To and fro upon its billows, 

While she wept her bitter loss; 
In her arms, her Jesus holding, 

Torn but newly from the Cross. 

316 



Oh, that mournful Virgin-Mother! 

See her tears, how fast they flow 
Down upon His mangled body, 

Wounded side, and thorny brow : 
While His hands and feet she kisses,- 

Picture of immortal woe. 



3 

Oft and oft His arms and bosom 
Fondly straining to her own ; 

Oft her pallid lips imprinting 
On each wound of her dear Son 

Till at last, in swoons of anguish, 
Sense and consciousness are gone. 



4 
Gentle Mother, we beseech thee. 

By thy tears and troubles sore; 
By the death of thy dear Offspring 

By the bloody wounds He bore. 
Touch our hearts with that true sorrow 

Which afflicted thee of yore. 



5 

To the Father everlasting, 

And the Son, who reigns on high, 
With the coeternal Spirit, 

Trinity in Unity, 
Be salvation, honor, blessing, 

Now and through eternity. 

317 






223 

FATHER, SON AND HOLY GUOi>T 

{Renewal of Baptismal Vows.) 

O FATHER, Son and Holy Ghost, 
One God in Persons Three, 
We come in faith to count the cost, 

And give ourselves to Thee. 
In hope and love Thy name we bless 

For countless mercies given, 
To make our earthly burdens less, 
And smooth our way to heaven. 



But most we thank Thee for the grace 

Of that thrice blessed day, 
Which sped us in our Christian race, 

And wash'd our sin away. 
Then we were free from guilty stain ; 

Though sad and sinful now 
With contrite heart we come again 

To make our solemn vow. 



3 
Dear Lord, before Thy wounded feet 

Weeping Thy children fall ; 
Hear us, kind Jesus, Saviour sweet, 

Our Life, our Love, our All : 
We seek to serve no other king, 

Follow no other guide, 
Nor earth, nor any earthly thing, 

Shall tear us from Thy side. 

318 



4 
We seek to know no other love, 

Save what we love in Thee; 
And Thee we choo'se all else above 

Our chiefest love to be. 
Thy Blood our only treasure is, 

Thy Cross our chosen part ; 
Thyself and Mary all our bliss; 

Our home, Thy Sacred Heart. 

230 

CHRISTMAS COMES TO BLESS THE 
EARTH. 

{The Crib } the Cross, the Altar.) 



CHRISTMAS comes to bless the earth 
With its wondrous heavenly birth ; 
Bright and high the dawning Light 
Burneth through the gloom of night. 
God hath come with men to dwell, 
Christ is born in Israel ; 
Thrilling songs His Angels sing, 
Worshipping their Infant King. 

2 

Easter with its flaming crown 
Tramples all the darkness down 
Tyrant spectres of the gloom 
Die before the open Tomb. 
Christ hath risen from the grave, 
Christ hath risen, strong to save; 
Thrilling songs His Angels sing, 
Worshipping their Victor King. 

319 



3 
Thus He reigns beyond the sky 
In the love that cannot die; 
Yet with men doth ever dwell, 
In the midst of Israel. 
So before His Altar now 
All His radiant Angels bow; 
Thrilling songs they ever sing, 
Worshipping their hidden King. 

4 
Comes the shadow of the tomb, 
Comes the fearful day of doom; 
Darkling clouds about us lower ; 
Jesus, save us in that hour. 
By the Christmas frost and snow, 
Easter's bright and burning glow, 
Light around Thine Altar shed, 
Save us in that hour of dread. 



231 

HAIL CROSS DIVINE! 

(The March of the Parish Schools.) 

By Rt. Rev. Mgr. H. A. Brann, D. D. 

i 

AIL, Cross divine ! thy victories we sing, 



n 



For thee our martyrs brave and 
faithful died; 
To thee in weal and woe we fondly cling, 
Symbol of faith in Jesus crucified. 

320 



Hail, Cross of Christ! though unbelievers 

spurn, 

Our ardor glows in measure of their haste ; 

With love for thee our hearts forever burn ; 

Nor scoff, nor blows our ardor can abate. 



Hail, starry flag ! by saintly Carrol blessed ! 
Unfurled in freedom o'er our hills and 
plains ; 
To shelter those in other lands oppressed, 
Who, refuge seek from bondage and 
from chains. 
Shine brilliant stars, in beauty ever shine! 
To show the road of truth, of peace 
and love; 
These three in union with the Cross, combine 
To lead Columbia to the realms above. 



Thy stripes ne'er fall save on the jealous 
foe, 
Who dares impede the course of 
tranquil toil, 
Or rebel son who with internal woe 

And blood-shed desolates the fertile soil. 
When Cross and flag united on us call, 

A band of patriots rallied let us stand ; 
For Cross and flag together fight or fall, 
The free-born sons of Christ and Fa- 
therland. 

321 



232 

COMETH, A NEW YEAR, BURIED IS 

THE OLDEN. 

{Lapsus est annus: redit annus alter.) 

Tr. Rev. H. T. Henry,- LittD. 

i 

COMETH a new year, buried is the olden ; 
Thus, too, our life goes out with 
pinion sleeping; 
Thou, Lord, its Master; for its course is 
holden 

Safe in Thy keeping. 

2 
Joyous we praise Thee for its gifts allotted : 
But for the greatest, Lord, which Thou 

hast given, 
Pray we, Thy children, keep the faith 
unspotted, 

Rentless, unriven. 

3 

* Give us bur daily bread, beseech we lowly ; 
Far from our borders, drive all sickly 

humors : 
Shower Thy gifts of peace, and banish 
wholly 

War and its rumors. 

4 

* Oh, may Thy pardon our misdoing cover : 
Be the endeavors of the bad repressed : 
Grant to the victors, when the strife is over, 

Palms of the blessed. 



* The stanzas marked * may be omitted. 
322 



Sinful affections, sinful acts reproving, 
Offer we, Saviour, hearts with love o'er- 

flowing: 
Make our years fruitful — Thou a Father's 

loving 

Countenance showing. 



Days, years and epochs— Timein all its phases 
Runneth to Thee, Lord, as a mighty river : 
May Thy creation offer worthy praises 
Unto Thee ever. 



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233 

L\ MUSICS SWEETEST STRAINS 
WE'LL SING. 



XN music's sweetest strains we'll sing, 
Our notes to God we'll raise, 
And make His sacred temple ring, 

With hymns of love and praise. 
Our tongues hosannas shall proclaim; 

Our hearts devoutly pray; 
Each morning and each evening theme 
Shall echo through the day. 



Chorus. 

In music's sweetest strains we'll sing, 

Our notes to God we'll raise, 
And make His sacred temple ring 

With hymns of love and praise, (twice.) 



In God's own house we'll sing His praise, 

For there His glory dwells ; 
To Heav'n our hearts and songs we'll raise, 

In sweetest canticles. 
As long as we have life and breath, 

Our Maker we will praise ; 
And when our voice expires in death, 

Death will perfect our lays. — Chorus. 

327 



234 

COME, DIVINE MESSIAH! 

i 

Chorus. 

GOME, O Divine Messiah; 
Oh! haste we're weary waiting Thee; 
On earth we naught desire 
Save Thee, Sweet One m Three. 

Solo. 

Oh ! quick descend, bid time take wings ; 
Else our poor hearts no peace will know, 
But fiercer with impatience glow. — Chorus. 

2 

Chorus. 
Wilt leave Thy Father's home, 
For us who languish here with love ; 
And 'neath our fetters groan 
Awaiting aid from above. 

Solo. 

Oh ! come ! oh ! come ! bid time take wings ; 
We'll deck our hearts with brilliants rare, 
And welcome meet for Thee prepare. 

— Chorus. 

3 
Chorus. 
Think not upon our baseness, 
Take vengeance not upon our crimes; 
But with us yet have patience; . 
Make us all Thine in time. 

328 



Solo. 
For art not Thou, our Lord and God? 
To whom should we for refuge flee 
If not, O Lord, our God, to Thee ? — Chorus. 



235 

OUTSIDE THE CITY GATES THEY 
STAND. 

By I. Williams. 

i 

Duo. 

OUTSIDE the city gates they stand, 
Saint Joseph and the Virgin blest ; 
Their weary feet are travel worn, 
They crave a place to rest. 

Solo. 

Closed are the gates, no room is there 
For Joseph and the Maiden fair, (tzvice.) 

Chorus. 
Outside the city gates they stand, etc. 

2 

Duo. 
Only a lonely hillside shed 

Can offer shelter till the morn ; 
At midnight's hour, a cry is heard, 

Bethlehem's Babe is born. 

329 



Solo. 
He comes to save, He comes to bless, 
He comes to bring us happiness, (twice.) 

Chorus. 
Only a lonely hillside shed, etc. 

3 
Duo. 
Far up the side of Juda's hills, 

The shepherds keep their watch by night ; 
When suddenly, with fearful hearts, 
They see a dazzling light ; 

Solo. 
While in the sky the angels sing, 
And bid them seek their new-born King. 

(twice.) 

Chorus. 
Far up the side of Juda's hills, etc. 

4 
Duo. 
In wondering awe, they hear the song, 

Of heavenly joy and earthly peace; 
Proclaiming far the birth of One 
Whose mercies never cease. 

Solo. 
With grateful hearts, they haste to' find 
The Infant Saviour of mankind, (twice.) 

Chorus. 
In wondering awe, they hear the song, etc. 

330 



236 

NO ROOM, NO ROOM FOR HIM. 
By Sister Clarissa. 



DO room, no room for Him, 
The Lord who made the earth ; 
The poorest beggar-child 

Finds shelter at his birth. 
But He, the King of kings, 
Bears silently His doom; 
Our Lady meekly hears, \(t ' \ 

"For Him— there is no room/' ) ( twice -) 

Chorus. 

No room, no room for Him ! 

My soul, is this thy cry? 
Has Joseph knocked in vain 

In weary days gone by? 
Ah ! open, open now the door, 

Bid Mary enter in, 
Make room, my soul, make room \ \ , . >. 

To love thy Love begin. ) (twice.) 



No room, no room for Him ! 

His own receive Him not ; 
Rejected, Saviour mild, 

He seeks a lowly spot 
Apart from cruel men ; 

The cattle know their God. 
And earth will not refuse \, . . 

The welcome of its sod. ] (twice.) 

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237 

COME, COME TO THE MANGER. 
Solo. 

GOME, come, come to the Manger, 
Children, come to the children's King; 
Sing, sing, chorus of angels, 

Star of morning o'er Bethlehem sing! 

i 
He lies 'mid the beasts of the stall, 

Who is Maker and Lord of us all; 
The wintry wind blow r s cold and dreary, 

See, He weeps, the world is weary ; 

Lord, have pity and mercy on me. 

Chorus. 
Come, come, come to the Manger, 

Children, come to the children's King ; 
Sing, sing, chorus of angels, 

Stars of morning o'er Bethlehem sing ! 

2 
He leaves all His glory behind, 

To be born and to die for mankind ; 
With grateful beasts His cradle chooses, 

Thankless man His love refuses, 
Lord, have pity and mercy on me ! 
Come, come, etc. 

3 
To the manger of Bethlehem come, 

To the Saviour Emmanuel's home; 
The Heav'nly hosts above are singing, 
Set the Christmas bells a. ringing, 
Lord, have pity and mercy on me ! 
Come, come, etc. 

332 



238 

RAISE THE GLORIOUS CHRISTMAS 
SONG. 

By Rev. Fr. X. Doyle, S. J. 



<^^AISE the glorious Christmas song, 
A^t Roll it from your souls along. 
Vaults of Heaven, come and sing 
Emmanuel, our new-born King! 



Chorus. 

Welcome! Welcome! Prince of Peace! 
May Thy Kingship never cease, 
May our love be ever Thine, 
May we know Thy Heart Divine! 



God a Babe at Mary's breast! 
Sweetly held in Love's unrest; 
Love Him ! Love our King of kings, 
Who to earth redemption brings. 

— Chorus. 

3 

Welcome ! welcome ! Prince of Peace ! 
May Thy Kingship never cease, 
May 'our love be ever Thine, 
May we know Thy Heart Divine! 

— Chorus. 

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239 

THE SNOW LAY ON THE GROUND. 



©HE snow lay on the ground, 
The stars shone bright, 
When Christ our Lord was born 

On Christmas night. 
'Twas Mary, daughter pure 

Of Holy Anne, 
That brought into this world ) > ± . ! 
The God made man. \ (twice.) 



She laid Him in a stall 

At Bethlehem, 
The ass and oxen shared 

The roof with them. 
Saint Joseph, too, was by 

To tend the Child, 
To guard Him and protect 

His Mother mild. 



(twice.) 



The angels hovered round 

And sang this song: 
"Venite adoremus 

D6minum. ,, 
And thus the manger poor 

Became a throne; 
For He whom Mary bore 

Was God the Son. 

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(twice.) 



240 

NOEL! NOEL! CHANT ANGEL 
VOICES. 

{The Echoes of Bethlehem.) 

By 1. Williams. 

Chorus. 

QOEL, Noel I" chant angel voices ; 
"He comes to earth, Emmanuel; 
And Israel this day rejoices, 

For Christ has come, Noel, Noel !" 

i 

What means the song that heavenly choirs 

are singing? 
What means the star that glimmers in 
the East ? 

Noel ! Noel ! 
He comes to earth, to us salvation bringing ; 
In Bethlehem, is born the Prince of Peace. 

— Chorus. 

2 

What palace grand, with halls of purest 

marble 
And hangings rare, receives the Kingly 
Child? 

Noel ! Noel ! 
On hillside drear, in poor, deserted stable, 
The Christ is born of Virgin meek and mild. 

— Chorus. 

335 



3 
No throne has He, this King so great 

and holy; 
On bed of straw the royal Child is laid ; 

Noel ! Noel ! 
To honor Him, come shepherds poor and 

lowly, 
They know their God, and welcome Mary's 
Babe. — Chorus. 



241 

LET US HASTEN TO THE MANGER. 

By I. Williams. 

i 

U fi[ LORY to God " P roclaim celestial 
\LA voices ; 

"Glory to God and peace on earth to men. ,, 

Heaven is glad and all the world rejoices, 

Jesus, the Christ, is born in Bethlehem. 

(twice.) 

Chorus. 
Let us hasten to the manger 

Where the Christ Child is laid, 
To adore Him with St. Joseph 

And with Mary, sweet Maid. 

2 
Come all ye choirs of heaven, 
Loud let your anthems ring ; 
To us, this day is given, ) , ± . j 
A Saviour and a King. I (*"»"•) 
Chorus. — Let us hasten, etc. 

336 



Prophets of old, foretold in song and story, 
The future King who was to rule all men ; 

Lo ! He has come, but not in pomp and glory, 
This King of kings, the Babe of Bethlehem. 
Chorus. — Let us hasten, etc. 



4 
God's mighty voice has spoken 

Sin's wicked reign shall cease; 
Man's fetters now are broken 

Christ brings us grace and peace, (twice.) 
Chorus. — Let us hasten, etc. 



242 

STARS OF GLORY, SHINE MORE 
BRIGHTLY. 

By Rev. Dr. Husenbeth. 



JTARS of glory, shine more brightly ; 
Purer be the moonlight's beam ; 
Glide, ye hours and moments, lightly, 

Swiftly down Time's deep'ning stream. 
Bring the hour that banished sadness, 

Brought Redemption down to earth; 
When the shepherds heard with gladness 
Tidings of a Saviour's birth. (3 times.) 

337 



See the shepherds quickly rising, 

Hastening to the humble stall, 
And the new-born Infant prizing 

As the mighty Lord of all. 
Lowly now they bend before Him 

In His helpless infant state; 
Firmly faithful, they adore Him, 

And His greatness celebrate. (3 times.) 



Hark ! the swell of heavenly voices 

Peals along the vaulted sky; 
Angels sing, w 7 hile earth rejoices — 

"Glory to our God on high ! 
"Glory in the highest heaven, 

"Peace to humble men on earth; 
"Joy to these and bliss is given, 

In the great Redeemer's birth." (3 times.) 



243 

STAR SO FAIR, STAR SO BRIGHT! 

By I. Williams. 

1 
Chorus. 

@TAR so fair, star so bright, 
Shining clear with heavenly light ; 
Points the way from the skies, 
To the Manger where He lies. 
Repeat: — Star so fair, etc. 

338 



Solo. 
From far-off Eastern country 
Their precious gifts they bring; 
The Magi, great and mighty, 
To Him, their Infant King. 
Chorus : — Star so fair, etc. 

2 

Chorus. 
Seeking near, seeking far, 
Guided by the mystic star, 
Leading them till they find 
Christ, the Saviour of mankind. 
Repeat : — Seeking near, etc. 

Solo. 
They seek in Stately palace, 
They seek in city fair; 
They find upon the hillside, 
A stable, poor and bare. 

Chorus : — Seeking near, etc. 

3 
Chorus. 
Lo ! the star points to them, 
Christ, the Babe of Bethlehem; 
Bending low, they adore 
Him Who reigns forever more. 
Repeat: — Lo! the star, etc. 

Solo. 
Bright gold they place before Him, 
Rare frankincense they bring, 
And costly myrrh they offer 
Their Master and their King. 
Chorus : — Lo ! the star, etc. 

339 



244 

HAIL! THE HOLY DAY OF DAYS! 

{Easter Sunday.) 

i 

Yp<AIL ! the holy day of days, 
A—H High the hymn of triumph raise, 
To the Saviour's glory tell, 
How the Cross has vanquished hell, 
By the precious blood are we 
Now redeemed by Christ and free; 
High thanksgiving, therefore raise > 
Sing the great Redeemer's praise. 

Chorus. 

Alleluia! Let us sing 
Jesus Christ, Our Lord and King; 
.Sound the great Redeemer's praise; 
High thanksgiving let us raise, 
Alleluia ! Let us sing. 
Let us sing (3 times.) \. . . 

Jesus Christ, Redeemer King. \ V wice ') 



Now Thy bitter Passion done, 

Thou, the well-beloved Son 

Of the Father throned on high, 

Rulest all below the sky. 

King of kings, Thy saints unite 

To the choir of angels bright. 

Alleluia ! Lord, we sing, 

Jesus Christ, Redeemer, King. — Chorus. 

340 



245 

THE MORN HAD SPREAD HER 
CRIMSON RAYS. 

(Aurora Coelum Pur pur at.) 

Tr. by Rev. Fr. Campbell. 

Chorus. 

^t^ITH Christ we died, with Christ we 
vl/ rose, 

When at the font His Name we chose ; 
Oh, let no sin our robes defile, 
And turn to grief the paschal smile. 



The morn had spread her crimson rays, 
When rang the skies w T ith shouts of praise ; 
Earth joined the joyful hymn to swell, 
That brought despair to vanquished hell. 

— Chorus. 



He comes victorious from the grave, 
The Lord omnipotent to save, 
And brings with Him to light of day 
The Saints who long imprisoned lay. 

— Chorus. 

3 
Let hymns of joy to grief succeed, 
' We know that Christ is ris'n indeed ; 
We hear His white-robed Angel's voice, 
And, in our risen Lord rejoice. — Chorus. 

341 



246 

WE COME TO THEE, SWEET 
SAVIOUR. 

By Rev. Fr, W. Faber. 



>¥^E come to Thee, sweet Saviour, 
Vly Just because we need Thee so; 
None need Thee more than we do ; 
Nor are half so vile or low. 

Chorus. 

O bountiful salvation! 

O life eternal won ! 
O plentiful redemption ! 

O Blood of Mary's Son ! 



We come to Thee, sweet Saviour! 

None will have us, Lord but Thee; 
And we want none but Jesus, 

And His grace that makes us free. 

— Chorus. 
3 
We come to Thee, sweet Saviour! 

With our broken faith again : 
We know Thou wilt forgive us, 

Nor upbraid us, nor complain. — Chorus. 

4 
We come to Thee, sweet Saviour! 

For to whom, Lord ! can we go ? 
The w^ords of life eternal ! 

From Thy lips for ever flow. — Chorus. 

342 



5 
We come to Thee, sweet Saviour ! 

We have tried Thee oft before ; 
But now we come more wholly, 

With the heart to love Thee more. 

— Chorus. 
6 

We come to Thee, sweet Saviour! 

And Thou wilt not ask us why. 
We cannot live without Thee, 

And still less, without Thee die. — Chorus. 



247 

HOLY GHOST, COME DOWN UPON 
THY CHILDREN. 

(Veni, dator munerum.) 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

Chorus. 

nOLY Ghost, come down upon Thy 
children, 
Give us grace, and make us Thine; 
Thy tender fires within us kindle, 

Blessed Spirit! Dove Divine! (twice.) 



For all within us good and holy 
Is from Thee, Thy precious gift; 

In all our joys, in all our sorrows, 
Wistful hearts to Thee we lift. — Chorus. 

343 



For Thou to us art more than father, 

More than sister, in Thy love, 
So gentle, patient and forbearing, 

Holy Spirit! Heavenly Dove! — Chorus. 

3 
Oh, we have grieved Thee, gracious Spirit, 

Wayward, wanton, cold are we; 
And still our sins, new every morning, 

Never yet have wearied Thee. — Chorus. 

4 
Dear Paraclete ! how hast Thou waited 

While our hearts were slowly turned! 

How often hath Thy love been slighted, 

While for us it grieved and burned. 

Chorus. 
5 
Now if our hearts do not deceive us, 
We would take Thee for our Lord : 
O dearest Spirit ! make us faithful 

To Thy least and slightest word. — Chorus. 

248 

STRIKE THE HARP IN PRAISE OF 
GOD. 

(Hymn of Thanksgiving.) 
Chorus. 

@TRIKE the harp in praise of God ! 
Wake the timbrel's louder mirth ! 
Glorious the song must be 

Of the Great Creator's worth. 

344 , 



Xature in her calmness raises 

Strains of gladness, peace, and love, 

Man re-echoes forth her praises, 
Glory to the God above. — Chorus. 



Honor Him, ye hosts of heaven ! 

Worship Him, ye realms of love ! 
Xot with outward form alone, 

But with hearts that purely glow. — Chorus. 



3 
He who rules the earth, the ocean, 

Keepeth silent watch o'er thee, 
He can tell with what devotion, 

Bows the heart or bends the knee. — Chorus. 



249 

THY WILL BE DONE AS 'TIS IN 
HEAVEN. 

{Fiat voluntas tua.) 
By I. Williams. 

i 

j^HY will be done as 'tis in Heaven, 
V«X By every creature here below ; 
Thy will be done, most loving Father, 
From Whom all grace and blessings flow. 

345 



Chorus. 

Even to highest Heaven 

Loud let our voices ring; 
Thy will be done, Thou art our 
Father 
Thy will be done, Thou art \( twice -) 
our King. 



When from our hearts all joy seems fading, 
When griefs and trials, one by one, 

O'erwhelm our souls ; then in our sorrow, 
Teach us to say, "Thy will be done." 

— Chorus. 

3 

In joy or grief, whate'er befall us, 
E'en till the sands of life be run, 

In life and death, this is our watchword ; 
"Thy will be done, Thy will be done." 

— Chorus. 



250 

SEE NO. 48. 

Chorus. 
Repeat, repeat, my soul, 

This refrain so true, so sweet; 
This cry of love and joy sincere and deep; 
Tis God alone can give true happiness. 

{twice.) 

346 



251 

OH! WORKS OF THE MOST HIGH. 

By I. Williams. 

i 

OH ! works of the Most High, created by 
His power, 
Glorify the Lord. 
All creatures great and small, pay homage 
at this hour, 
Extol His mighty word, (tzvice.) 



Oh ! happy angels blest who • praise His 
holy name, 
Glorify the Lord ; 
Oh ! oceans wide and deep, oh ! firmament 
aflame, 
Extol His mighty word, (twice.) 

3 
Oh ! sun which makes the day, thy rays 
dispelling night, 
Glorify the Lord; 
Oh ! stars of gold whose fires are sparkling 
clear and bright, 
Extol His mighty word, (twice.) 

4 
Oh! hills and mountains grand, from lofty 
peaks of snow, 
Glorify the Lord ; 
Oh, fruits and harvests rare, sweet gifts 
of vale below, 
Extol His mighty word, (twice.) 

347 



5 
Oh ! birds on soaring wing who cleave 
through azure space, 
Glorify the Lord ; 
Oh! eagle fierce and bold, whose flight no 
eye can trace, 
Extol His mighty word, (twice.) 



252 

THRICE HAPPY AND THRICE 
BLEST. 

By I. Williams. 

i 

^^nHRICE happy and thrice blest are 
V./ The holy souls and pure, 
Where fervor reigns for ever, 

Untroubled and secure. 
The fervent soul possesses 

Tranquility and peace, 
All gifts that God can render, 

A joy without surcease, (twice.) 



The fervent soul rests ever 

In simple, childlike faith; 
And trusts in Jesus' mercy, 

And fears nor life nor death. 
A faith that never falters, 

A hope that cannot fade, 
Sweet charity undying, 

The fervent soul pervade, (twice.). 

348 



To her, all pain and crosses 

Are dearer far than gold ; 
The Cross on Calvary's summit 

Brings peace a thousand fold. 
Thrice happy and thrice blest are 

The holy souls and pure 
Where fervor reigns forever, 

Untroubled and secure, (twice.) 



253 

FULL IN THE PANTING HEART OF 
ROME. 

(Roman Pilgrims' Song.) 

"By Cardinal Wiseman. 



HULL in the panting heart of Rome, 
Beneath the Apostle's crowning dome, 
From pilgrims' lips that kiss the ground, 
Breathes in all tongues one only sound : 
"God bless our Pope, the great, the good." 

(twice.) 



The golden roof, the marble walls, 
The Vatican's majestic halls, 
The note redoubles, till it fills 
With echoes sweet the seven hills : 

"God bless our Pope, the great, the good." 

(twice.) 

349 



254 

WHEN MORNING. GILDS THE 
SKIES. 
{Laudetur Jesus Christus.) 
By Rev. E. Caswall. 
i 
^rtHEN morning gilds the skies, 
\\J My heart awaking cries; 
May Jesus Christ be praised! {twice.) 
Alike at work and prayer, 
To Jesus I repair; 
May Jesus Christ be praised! {twice.) 

2 
The sacred minster bell, 
It peals o'er hill and dell ; 
May Jesus Christ be praised! {twice.) 
Oh ! hark to what it sings, 
As joyously it rings ; 
May Jesus Christ be praised! {twice.) 

3 
When sleep her balm denies, 
My silent spirit sighs; 
• May Jesus Christ be praised! {twice.) 
When evil thoughts molest, 
With this I shield my breast, 
May Jesus Christ be praised! {twice.) 

4 

Be this w T hile life is mine, 

My canticle divine; 

May Jesus Christ be praised! {twice.) 

Be this th' eternal song, 

Through all the ages on; 

May Jesus Christ be praised! {twice.) 

350 



255 

f 

WHEN THE LOVING SHEPHERD. 

By Rev. E. Vaughan, C. SS. R. 

i 

JyCHEN the loving Shepherd, 
Vl/ Ere He left the earth, 
Shed, to pay our ransom, 

Blood of priceless worth, 
These His lambs so cherished, 

Purchased for His own, 
He would not abandon 

In the world alone, (twice.) 



Ere he makes us partners 

Of His realm on high, 
Happy and immortal 

With Him in the sky, — 
Love immense, stupendous, 

Makes Him here below 
Partner of our exile 

In the world of woe. (twice.) 

3 

Jesus, food of Angels! 

Monarch of the heart, 
Oh, that I could never 

From Thy face depart! 
Yes, Thou ever dwellest 

Here for love of me, 
Hidden Thou remainest 

God of Majesty! (twice.) 

351 



Soon I hope to see Thee, 

And enjoy Thy love, 
Face to face, sweet Jesus, 

In Thy heaven above. 
But on earth an exile, 

My delight shall be 
Ever to be near Thee 

Veiled for love of me. (twice.) 



256 

EARTHLY DELIGHTS ARE CALLING 
TO ME EVER. 

By I. Williams. 

i 

eARTHL Y delights are calling to me ever, 
Vain, worldly joys seek to draw me 
from Thee; 
Naught can my heart, Lord, from Thee e'er 
dissever, 
Naught shall I fear if Thou art with me. 

(twice.) 

2 

Foes of my soul in ceaseless war combining, 

Strive day and night, Satan's triumph 

to see ; 

Safe and secure, Lord, on Thy Heart 

reclining, 

Naught shall I fear if Thou art with me. 

(twice.) 

352 



3 

Foes from within, my spirit's peace assailing, 

Foes from without, strive my masters tobe ; 

Come to mine aid, Lord, with Thy might 

prevailing, 

Naught shall I fear if Thou art with me. 

(twice.) 

4 
Close to Thy side, my Jesus keep me ever,, 

Thy loving Heart my asylum will be ; 
Safe shall I rest in the love of my Saviour, 
Naught shall I fear if Thou art with me. 

(twice.) 



257 

THOU KNOW EST, MASTER, THAT 
MY HEART IS THINE. 

By Rev. W. P. Treacy. 



i^HOU knowest, Master, that my heart is 
KJ Thine, 

Proud, weak and sinful though it be; 
Thy Sacred Heart forever must be mine — 

I'll live in Thee and Thou in me. 
My chosen One art Thou, O Spotless Dove I 
For Thee Pve longed and wept and 
sighed, 
When can I meet Thee, whom my soul 
does love, 
Why from mine eye Thy beauty hide? 

(twice.) 

353 



2 



Oh, haste, sweet Lord, possess my throb- 
bing heart, 

Or give me wings to seek Thy sky ; 
It seems to me that I have Mary's part, 

I burn with love, of love I die. 
Thou art my paradise, O purest Lord ! 

Thy name brings peace and joy to me : 
In loving Thee I find a sweet reward, 

Oh, what a bliss Thy face to see. # 

(twice.) 

3 
Thy sorrows flood my heart with bitter 
grief ; 
Thy tears to me seem never dry ; 
In weeping o'er my sins I find relief, 

If tears come not I know I'd die. 
No more I'll waste my love on fading 
flowers, 
No more I'll love earth's cup of dross ; 
In thoughts of Thee alone, I'll spend my 
hours, 
Sole treasure now for me— Thy Cross. 

(twice.) 

258 

/ NEED THY HEART, SWEET JESUS. 

(From "A Voice from the Tabernacle:') 

i 

XNEED Thy Heart, sweet Jesus, 
To feel each anxious care; 
I leng to tell my every want, 
And all my sorrow share ! 

354 



Chorus. 

Sweet Jesus, warm my frozen heart, 
My love for Thee increase; 

And say to me ere I depart: 
"My child, go thou in peace." 



I need Thy Blood, sweet Jesus, 
To wash each sinful stain ; 

To cleanse this sinful soul of mine, 
And make it pure again. — Chorus. 



I need Thy Wounds, sweet Jesus, 

To fly from perils near; 
To shelter in their hallowed clefts, 

From every doubt and fear ! — Chorus. 



I need Thee, sweetest Jesus, 

In Thy Sacrament of love; 
To nourish this poor soul of mine, 

With the treasure of Thy love! 

Chorus. 

5 

I'll need Thee, precious Jesus, 

When death's dread hour draws nigh, 
Then hide me in Thy Sacred Heart, 

Till wafted safe on high ! — Chorus. 

355 



259 

MY JESUS FROM HIS THRONE 
ABOVE. 

(First Communion Hymn.) 
i 
Yf\y Jesus from His throne above, 
\ma A radiant look casts down on me ; 
And seems to say with fondest love: 
"My child, prepare, I go to thee." 

Chorus. 
Then, Saviour come, do not delay, 

Descend with speed from Heav'n above, 
And on this great and glorious day, 

Consume my heart with Thy pure love. 
Repeat : Then, Saviour, etc. 

2 

Thy words, sweet Lord, ring in my ear, 

As strains of softest melody; 
Thev raise my hope, they calm my fear, 

And make me long to approach to Thee. 

Chorus. 
Behold me, Lord, beneath this dome, 
And at this great and solemn hour, 
Imploring Thee to make Thy home, 

Within my young heart's nuptial bower. 
Repeat : Then, Saviour, etc. 

3 
As for the cool and limpid stream, 

The hart doth pant incessantly ; 
So dearest Lord, with love supreme, . 

My soul breathes forth her sighs to Thee. 

35 6 



Chorus. 

Oh, deign to hear my suppliant prayer, 
Oh, come, allay my parching thirst; 

No worldly love, no earthly care, 

Within my youthful heart is nursed, , 
Repeat : Then, Saviour, etc. 

4 
My voice I'll blend with Heaven's sweet 
choir, 
In hymns of mellow symphony; 
To fitly praise my heavenly Sire, 

Who deigns to come and dwell with me. 

Chorus. 

From this day hence, my Lord divine, 

I consecrate myself to Thee ; 
Oh ! may I be forever Thine, 

In time and in eternity. 
Repeat : Then, Saviour, etc. 



260 

I'M THINE, DEAR LORD! 

By I. Williams. 

i 

X'M Thine, dear Lord, Thine dearest 
Saviour ; 
Xaught but Thy love I ask of Thee ; 
Oh ! take my heart, keep it, Lord, forever, 
Since Thou hast giv'n Thy Heart to me. 

357 



Chorus. 

Arise, my soul, salute Thy Maker, 
His never ceasing wonders sing; 

Repeat, repeat with fervent loving ardor, 
Fm Thine, dear Lord (twice), Thou art 
my King! 



I'm Thine, dear Lord, Thine, dearest 
Saviour ; 
Victim of love, Thou com'st to me ; 
Could feeble mortal ask a greater favor, 
Than that a God his guest should be? 

Chorus. 



I'm Thine 3 dear Lord; Thine, dearest 

Saviour; 

When on my heart life's burdens weigh, 

In darkness lost, far from Thee I wander, 

Then change, dear Lord, my night to day. 

Chorus. 



I'm Thine, dear Lord; Thine, dearest 
Saviour ; 
Thou wilt my guide and helper be, 
Guard Thou my heart from dross of sinful 
pleasure, 
Keep it, my Jesus, all for Thee. 

— Chorus. 

358 



261 

JESUS, GENTLEST SAVIOUR! 
By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 



^"YESUS, gentlest Saviour, 
V^ God of might and pow'r, 
Thou Thyself art dwelling 

In us at this hour, (twice.) 
Nature cannot hold Thee, 

Heav'n is all to strait, 
For Thine endless glory, 

And Thy royal state. 



Out beyond the shining 

Of the farthest star, 
Thou art ever stretching 

Infinitely far; (twice.) 
Yet the hearts of children 

Hold what worlds cannot, 
And the God of wonders 

Loves the lowly spot. 



Oh, how can we thank Thee 

For a gift like this, 
Gift that truly maketh 

Heaven's eternal bliss? (twice.) 
Ah, when wilt Thou always 

Make our hearts Thy home? 
We must wait for heaven, 

Then the day will come. 

359 



* 4 

Now at least we'll keep Thee 

All the time we may; 
But Thy grace and blessing 

We will keep alway. (twice.) 
When our hearts Thou leavest, 

Worthless though they be, 
Give them to Thy Mother 

To be kept for Thee. 

262 

MY SOUL, WHAT CAN I RENDER 

THE LORD? 

By M. S. Pine. 

i 

y|\Y soul, what can I render the Lord 
>M For all His mercies sweet and tender ? 
For love ever watchful and true, 

What gifts can I, poor weak one, render? 
He left the glory of His Heaven 

To grace our poverty and sorrow ; 

He came all our suit erings to borrow ; 
My soul, what can I render the Lord? 

(twice.) 
2 
This Saviour Divine gives to man 

His Sacred Body and His Blood; 
To nourish our souls unto life 

His love prepares this wondrous Food. 
The Blood flows from His Sacred Heart, 

That we may drink and live forever ; 

His love overflows like a river ! 
My soul, what can I render the Lord? 

(twice.) 

360 



3 
My soul, what can I render the Lord? 

I take the chalice of salvation — 
The chalice my sweet Saviour drank 

Of suffering in His Sacred Passion. 
Exhaustless be my love and pure ; 

Unblemished be my soul before Him ; 

Like angels would I might adore Him ! 
My soul, what can I render the Lord? 

(twice.) 

263 

TAKE BACK, RECEIVE, MASTER 

OF MY HEART! 

(Suscipe of St. Ignatius.) 

By I. Williams. 

i 

i^AKE back, O Lord, and receive all 

V*/ the gifts 

Which Thy dear love has bestowed upon 
me; 
My heart, my soul, everything I possess, 

I give all back, oh ! my Saviour, to Thee. 
'Twas Thou who gave me all I am or have, 
I now, dear Lord, give it all back to Thee. 
Grant me, I beg, but Thy love in return, 
Just Thy love, O Lord, give to me. 

Chorus. 
Take back, receive, O Master of my heart, 
Take back the gifts I have received from 
Thee; 
Take back, receive, dear Lord, do with me 
what Thou wilt, 
But Thy love give to me. 

361 



Take back, O Lord, all my soul's faculties, 

My mind, my will, my entire liberty ; 
Leave me but one precious gift for my own, 
Thy love, Thy grace, these suffice, Lord, 
for me. 
My life is Thine, my life, my soul, my all ; 
'Twas Thou gave all, I give all back to 
Thee; 
Dispose of them according to Thy will, 
But Thy love and grace give to me. 

— Chorus. 



264 

CLOSE VEILED IN THAT SWEET 
SACRAMENT. 

By S. N. D. 

i 

CLOSE veiled in that sweet Sacrament, 
Our Jesus' Heart, our treasure lies ; 
Love's priceless, dearest testament 
Is shrouded in that mystic guise. 
Our Jesus left His realm of light, 

On wings of love to earth He's flown, 
To dwell with us 'tis His delight, 

He makes our heart His dearest throne. 

{twice.) 

Chorus. 
O Sacred Heart, how sweet 'twould be, 

If we could die for love of Thee. 
O Sacred Heart, how sweet 'twould be, 
If we could die for love of Thee, {twice.) 

362 



Love is not loved ! O angels weep ; 

Ye virgins chaste, breathe bitter sighs ; 
O earth, be closed in mourning deep; 

Withdraw your light, ye radiant skies : 
For all, our soul's dear Spouse hath died, 

For all, His Heart with love doth burn; 
Yet this meek Saviour men deride, 

And for His love make no return. 

(twice.) 
— Chorus. 

3 

That Heart for us could do no more, 

In anguish deep it sighed and'bled; 
A spear His sacred Bosom tore, 

For us His last life's Blood w r as shed ; 
That spear, O Jesus, pierced Thy Heart 

That we within its depths might flee, 
Oh, wound our own with love's sweet dart, 

Let us expire for love of Thee, (twice.) 

— Chorus. 



265 

SWEET SACRED HEART! 
(From "A Voice from the Tabernacle!') 

i 

^WEET Sacred Heart! Oh, let it not 

be spoken 
As though the words meant only some 
light thing; 

363 



They mean a heart by love and sorrow 

broken, 
From whose deep wound (twice) all 

grace and life would spring. 
Sweet Sacred Heart! Sweet Sacred Heart! 



O Sacred Heart ! on earth our only treasure ; 
Of love Divine Thou art the human 
throne ; 
O Heart; whose love no limit hath nor 
measure, 
Be Thou for us (twice), on earth, cur 
only Home. 
Sweet Sacred Heart ! Sweet Sacred Heart ! 



Sweet Sacred Heart! our hearts within us 
burning, 
Love and adore Thee with the Saints 
above; 
O Heart Divine by Whom we 're ever 
learning 
To know our God (twice) and that our 
God is Love. 
Sweet Sacred Heart! Sweet Sacred Heart! 

364 



266 

ALL FOR THEE, HEART OF 
JESUS. 

(From the "English Messenger/') 

i 

BLL for Thee, Heart of Jesus, 
All for Thee eternally; 
Xaught for me, O Heart of Jesus, 

Save to be beloved by Thee ; 
Thou hast taught me in my sorrows 
Where alone the heart finds rest; 
I have learned 'tis sweet to suffer 
Pillowed on Thy sacred Breast. 



Chorus. 

All for Thee, O Heart of Jesus, 

All for Thee eternally; 
Xaught for me, O Heart of ) 

Save to be belov'd by Thee, b (twice.) 
Jesus,, ' 



All the hopes once fondly cherished, • 

One by one I've seen depart ; 
Xow life has for me no sunshine 

Save within Thy Sacred Heart. 
All for Thee, O Heart of Jesus, 

All the daily inward strife, 
All the soul's sharp crucifixion, 

All the weariness of life. — Chorus. 

365 






Should my efforts prove successful, 

All the glory be to Thee ; 
Honor, praise, to Thee be given, 

Thee alone — and none for me ; 
All for Thee, O Heart of Jesus, 

All for Thee in life and death ; 
All for Thee, dear Heart of Jesus, 

Till my latest dying breath. — Chorus. 



267 

DEAR SACRED HEART, I OFFER 
THEE. 

("Messenger of the Sacred Heart") 

i 

OEAR Sacred Heart, I offer Thee 
Myself, unworthy though I be; 
Thy burning love to satiate 
Through Mary's Heart Immaculate. 

Duo. 

O Jesus, I implore 

That I may love Thee more. 

Chorus. 

I kiss the Cross that weighs me down ; 
I choose to wear the thorny crown ; 
Coming from Thee, sweet Lord, 'tis best ; 
To Thy fond Heart I leave the rest. 
Sweet Lord, 'tis best, 
To Thy fond Heart I leave the rest. 

366 



My every word, my every breath, 

All pains and sufferings till my death ; 
Give me Thy grace, the sovereign balm, 
In grief and care a heav'nly calm. 

— Duo and Chorus. 

3 
My hand's best effort, small and great, 
Sorrows and joys, I consecrate ; 
Success and failure, trials that smart, 
I place them all within Thy Heart. 

— Duo and Chorus. 

4 
To Thee my heart I now resign, 
It bleeds, is broken, but is Thine, 
The while this one request I make, 
From me all love of creatures take. 

— Duo and Chorus. 



268 

WHEN FAR FROM THEE, MY WAY 
I'VE WENDED. 

By I. Williams. 

i 

iyCHEN far from Thee my way I've 
vL/ wended 

By Satan's wicked wiles beset, 
When sin and doubt my soul have rended, 

I wept bitter tears of regret, bitter tears 
of regret. 



367 



Chorus. 

But see, to-day my soul is shriven, 

Oh! Lamb of God, pardon and bless; 

My prayer is heard, I am forgiven, 

Let me weep again, weep with happiness. 

(3 times.) 



When, lured by vain and worldly pleasure, 

I, all Thy mercy did forget, 
And turned from Thee, my only treasure, 

I wept bitter tears of regret, bitter tears 
of regret. 

Chorus. 

But Thou, oh! Lord, Who art in heaven, 
Oh ! Lamb of God, pardon and bless ; 

To me once more Thy grace is given, 
Let me weep again, weep with happiness. 

(3 times.) 

3 
When o'er my head dark clouds did lower, 
And life seemed naught but toil and fret, 
Weak and forgetful of Thy power, 

I wept bitter tears of regret, bitter tears 
of regret. 

Chorus. 

But see, to-day all clouds have vanished, 
Oh ! Lamb of God, pardon and bless ; 

Thy loving voice all care has banished, 
Let me weep again, weep with happiness. 

(3 times.) 

368 



269 

GOD OF PEACE AND OF LOVE. 

By M. S. Pine. 

i 

/^(OD of peace and of Love, Thou art the 
XX Light of light! 

Word whose splendors divine all the 
Heavens outshine; 
I adore Thee concealed 'neath faith's mys- 
terious night, 
Veiling Thee from my sight, Veiling Thee 
from my sight! 

Chorus. 

Ah, my God! who will give words with 
love overflowing, 
Words that seraphs in Heaven sing in 
language of fire, 
Voice angelic and lips with the altar coals 
all glowing! 
Join us, Heaven's bright Choir ! Join us, 
O Heaven's bright Choir! 

2 

Why may I not abide in Thy sweet pres- 
ence, Lord! 
As the seraphs in Heaven gazing ever on 
Thee; 
As the gold lamp aflame before Thy Heart 
adored ; 
Join us, Heaven's bright Choir! Join us, 
O Heaven's bright Choir! 

369 



3 
Lift my spirit to Thee from earthly toil 
and tears; 
Show Thy beauty, O Lord ! hide me safe 
in Thy breast; 
Rapt in ardors of love shall pass a thou- 
sand years 
Like an hour with the Blest, like an 
hour with the Blest! — Chorus. 

270 

CLOSE TO THY HEART. 

By I. Williams. 

i 

GLOSE to Thy Heart, upon Thy love 
presuming, 
Favors unnumbered could I ask of Thee ; 
One only gift, Thy love, divine, consuming, 
I beg Thee, Lord, to grant to me. 

2 
Close to Thy Sacred Heart so kind, so 
tender, 
Keep me my Saviour, let me ne'er depart ; 
There will I yield my soul in full surrender, 
Close to Thy Heart, Thy Sacred Heart. 

3 

Close to Thy Heart, though earthly pleas- 
ures call me, 
Close to Thy Heart, my heart would 
ever be; 
Close to Thy Heart, whatever may befall 
me, 
Keep me, my Saviour, close to Thee. 

370 



4 
Close to Thy Heart, upon our altars 
dwelling, 
Into my heart steals a peace seldom 
known, 
Thy loving voice does whisper words of 
comfort, 
Close to Thy Heart, my fear is flown. 



5 
Close to Thy Heart, by holy path and 
pleasant, 
Tread the pure souls and sinful souls 
forgiven ; 
TSvards the bright palace where our God 
is present, 
Close to Thy Heart, they'll throne in 
heaven. 



271 

O SACRED HEART WITH BURNING 
LOVE. 



O SACRED Heart ! with burning love, 
On Thee enraptured angels gaze, 
To Thee triumphant saints above 

Forever sing their grateful praise. 
O Sacred Heart ! may we adore 

And love Thee ever more and more. 

371 



Chorus. 
O Sacred Heart, may we adore, 

And love Thee ever more and more. 
O Sacred Heart, may we adore, 

And love Thee ever more and more. 

(twice.) 
2 

Thou, Heart of Jesus, art the throne 

Of mercy — Thou the fount of grace ; 
Our hope of heaven, from Thee alone, 
Sole refuge of our fallen race. 

— Chorus. 
3 
O Lamb of God ! meek Victim slain 

For us, let not the stream that flowed 
From Thy pierced Heart have flowed 
in vain, 
Oh, cleanse us with Thy precious Blood. 

— Chorus. 

God's Mother ! Virgin ever blest ! 

Thy heart and His are always one ; 
Plead thou our cause; thy sweet request 

Is never slighted by the Son. — Chorus. 



272 

SEEKING HEAVEN ALONE. 

By I. Williams. 

i 
/^\NE thought only have we 



As we journey on ; 
Tis our soul's salvation, 
That and that alone. 

372 



Chorus. 

Seeking heaven alone 
Brings true happiness; (twice.} 
Seeking heaven alone 
Seeking heaven alone. 



Each soul was created 

For a God most high ; 
Naught but God, our yearnings 

E'er can satisfy .—Chorus. 

3 

Life on earth is passing 

Vanity and show; 
God alone is changeless, 

God alone is true.— Chorus. 

4 
Though we gain the whole world,. 

Poor indeed are we, 
If we lose our Jesus 

For eternity. — Chorus. 

5 
Seek then, but salvation, 

Seek that peace and joy 
Which endure forever, 

Bliss without alloy. — Chorus. 

6 

Maiden Mother, lead me 

To my Saviour's throne, 
Keep and guard and guide me, 

Make me all His own.— Chorus. 

373 



273 

SEE NO. 117. 

274 

YES, HEAVEN IS THE PRIZE, 
By Rev. E. Vaughan, C. SS. R. 

1 

SES, heaven is the prize 
My soul shall strive to gain; 
One glimpse of paradise 
Repays a life of pain. 
Yes, heaven is the prize ! 
Yes, heaven is the prize ! 

2 

Yes, heaven is the prize! 

My soul, oh, think of this ; 
All earthly good despise 

For such a crown of bliss. 
Yes, heaven, etc. 

3 
Yes, heaven is the prize ! 

When sorrows press around, 
Look up beyond the skies, 

Where hope and strength are found. 
Yes, heaven, etc. 

4 
Yes, heaven is the prize ! 

Oh ! 'tis not hard to gain ; 
He surely wins who tries, 
For hope can conquer pain. 
Yes, heaven, etc. 

374 



5 
Yes, heaven is the prize! 

Death opens wide the door; 
And then the spirit flies 
To God forevermore. 
Yes, heaven, etc. 



275 

JOY OF MY HEART! 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

i 

^""fOY of my heart, oh ! let me pay 
V^A* To thee, thine own sweet month of 

May. 
Mary! one gift I beg of thee, 
My soul from sin and sorrow free. 

(twice.) 



Mary! make haste thy child to win 
From sin and from the love of sin ; 
Mother of God ! let my poor love 
A Mother's prayers and pity move. 

(twice.) 

3 

Thou, Mary, art my hope and life, 
The starlight of this earthly strife; 
Oh ! for my own and others' sin, 
Do thou, who canst, free pardon win. 

(twice.) 

375 






4 
O Mary ! when I come to die, 
Be thou, thy spouse and Jesus nigh ; 
When mute before the Judge I stand, 
My holy shield bq Mary's hand. 

(twice.) 

5 
Thou, who wert pure as driven snow, 
Make me as thou wert here below, 
O Queen of Heaven ! obtain for me 
Thy glory there one day to see. 

(twice.) 



276 

HOLY MARY, SWEETEST MUSIC! 

(Our Lady's Holy Name.) 

(Nazareth Chimes.) 

Chorus. 



n 



|OLY Mary, sweetest music 
That my listening ear can hear, 



Angels sing it in the Heavens 

Name among God's saints I (twice.) 
most dear. ) 



Grows my soul at its fond mention 

All aglow with holy flame, 
And my heart new courage gathers 

When I ponder on this name. — Chorus. 

376 



Joys divine had Holy Mary 

Mother of our Saviour mild, 
Yet who can fathom her deep sorrow 

When they crucified her Child? 

— Chorus. 
3 
She is crowned the Queen of Heaven 

Since that fair Assumption Day, 
And resplendent now in glory 

She oft hears her children say : — Chorus. 
4 
Through her hands to us are given 

Heaven's choicest gifts of grace, 
In her power with our dear Saviour 

All our confidence we place. — Chorus. 
5 
No one ever called to Mary 

But she heard the faintest prayer, 
So I trust my soul's salvation 

To my loving Mother's care. — Chorus.. 



277 

ALL YE CHOIRS OF HEAVEN, JOIN 
US IN OUR LAY. 

By I. Williams. 

i 
^-fLL ye choirs of heaven, 
\ y Join us in our lay ; 
Let us praise, let us bless our sweet Mother. 

Glad our voices ring, 

Every night and day ; 
Let us praise, let us bless our sweet Mother. 

377 



Happy bird in air, 

Lambkin gay and free, 
Let us praise, let us bless our sweet Mother. 

Creatures of the earth, 

Creatures of the sea, 
Let us praise, let us bless our sweet Mother. 

3 

Clouds of sunset gold, 

Breeze of evening mild, 
Let us praise, let us bless our sweet Mother. 

Mountain, hill and vale, 

Waves of ocean wild, 
Let us praise, let us bless our sweet Mother. 

4 

We whom Jesus saved, 

Children of the King; 
Let us praise, let us bless our sweet Mother. 

Unto her our Queen, 

Loving anthems sing, 
Let us praise, let us bless our sweet Mother. 

278 

MOTHER MARY AT THINE ALTAR. 
By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 
i 
>«OTHER Mary ! at thine altar 
M< We thy little children kneel; 
With a faith that cannot falter, 
To thy goodness we appeal. 

378 



We are seeking for a mother 

O'er the earth so waste and wide, 

And from oft* the cross our Brother 
Points to Mary by His side. 



Thou wilt love us, thou wilt guide us 

With a mother's fondest care ; 
And our Father, God above us, 

Bids us fly for refuge there. 
Life's temptations are before us, 

We must mingle in the strife ; 
If thy fondness watch not o'er us, 

All unsafe will be our life. 

3 

So we take thee for our Mother, 

And we claim our right to be, 
By the gift of our dear Brother, 

Loving children unto thee ; 
And our humble consecration 

Thou wilt surely not despise, 
From thy high and lofty station 

Close to Jesus in the skies. 

4 
Mother Mary, to thy keeping 

Soul and body we confide, 
Toiling, resting, walking, sleeping 

To be ever at thy side. 
Cares that vex us, joys that please us, 

Life and death we trust to thee; 
Thou wilt make them all for Jesus, 

And for all eternity. 

379 



279 

© PUREST OF CREATURES, SWEET 
MOTHER, SWEET MAID! 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

i 

O PUREST of creatures ! sweet Mother, 
sweet Maid! 
The one spotless womb wherein Jesus was 

laid, 
Dark night hath come down on us, Mother, 

and we 
Look out for thy shining, sweet Star of 
the Sea. (twice.) 

2 

To sinners what comfort, to angels what 

mirth ; 
That God found one creature unfallen on 

earth, 
One spot where His Spirit untroubled 

could be, . . . 
The depth of thy shining, sweet Star of 

the Sea. (twice.) 

3 

Oh, shine on us brighter than ever, then, 

shine ; 
For the greatest of honors, dear Mother, 

is thine; 
"Conceived without sin," thy new title 

shall be, 
Clear light from thy birthspring, sweet Star 

of the Sea! (twice.) 

380 



4 

So worship we God in these rude latter 

days; 
So worship we Jesus our Love, when we 

praise 
His wonderful grace in the gift He gave 

thee, 
The gift of clear shining, sweet Star of 

the Sea! (twice.) 

5 
Deep night hath come down on us, Mother, 

deep night, 
And we need more than ever the guide of 

thy light; 
For the darker the night is, the brighter 

should be 
Thy beautiful shining, sweet Star of the 

Sea! (twice.) 



280 

HAIL! EVER BLESSED DAY! 

(Consecration to the Blessed Virgin.) 

By M. S. Pine. 

i 

HAIL ever blessed Day! our Virgin 
Mother glorious, 
Lends from the highest Heav'n, her ear 

unto our vows ; 
Her children unto death she signs our hearts 

and brows ; , 

Beneath her banner, see ! we onward march 
victorious. 



381 



Chorus. 

Vowed unto Mary pure, our hearts to her 
are given; 

In her love all secure we march to victory- 
fearless. 

Let the earth and the heav'ns repeat our 
vow to win : 

War till death to the world ! War to Satan 
and sin ! 

Love, love to Mary Virgin peerless! 

(twice.) 



If earthly pleasures come and lead us to 

temptation. 
Trusting in thee, Our Queen, thy power 

o'er Jesus' Heart, 
We shall not fear our foe, though Satan 

fling his dart ; 
For all our hearts are thine and thou shalt 

bring salvation. — Chorus. 



Though hell itself should rise and set its 

snares around me, 
Thou at my side I brave its fury, its deceit, 
Thou didst its power crush, the serpent's 

art defeat : 
O Virgin, to thy heart love has forever 

bound me. — Chorus. 

382 



281 

UNFOLD, YE GOLDEN GATES OF 
HEAVEN. 

{Assumption.) 



aNFOLD, unfold, ye golden gates of 
heaven, 
She comes, the Queen of all the shining 
host, 
The moon beneath, her crown twelve stars 
of even, 
The sun above in her great glory lost. 

{twice.) 



Chorus. 

The Cherubim, the Seraphim, 

And Heaven's host now swell this glad 
refrain, 
That Mary beloved, our Mother Mary 

Queen of Heaven shall reign, {twice.) 



Behold her Son delighted has gone down, 
To meet His Mother, taintless from her 
birth, 
She forward glides, while glory from her 
crown 
Streams on her exiled children here on 
earth, {twice.) — Chorus. 

383 



3 
Mother of Jesus, hail our heav'nly Queen, 
Ten thousand harps swell through the 
azure dome, 
O blessed earth, where one so fair was seen, 
More blessed Heav'n, to which our Queen 
has come, (twice.) — Chorus. 



4 
Hail Mary, Queen of mercy, grant our 
Lord 
May look with pity on thy children here, 
That humbly trusting in His holy word, 
Our souls at last may in thy courts 
appear, (twice.) — Chorus. 



5 
We walk the vale of sorrow thou hast 
known, 
Give us from Him the grace to walk as 
thou, 
The seed along thy blessed pathway sown, 
Brought lovely flowers, bright garlands 
for thy brow, (twice.) — Chorus. 

6 

Obtain for us thy rare humility, 

That every act may spring from God's 
pure love, 
Then all thy glory we may hope to see, 
Where He assumed thee in His house 
above. ( twice.) — Chorus. 

384 



282 

O MOTHER PURE, OUR HYMNS 
TO THEE ASCENDING. 

(Assumption.) 

By Bro. M. 

O MOTHER pure, our hymns to thee 
ascending, 
Proclaim thee queen of the eternal years. 
Oh, let our hearts earth's joys and sorrows 
blending, 
Place at thy feet their rosary of tears. 
Awake my soul; list to the \ 

angels rending ^ \( twice.) 

The vault of heav'n with / 
joy that stills all fear. ) 



O Queen of sorrows, for our follies 

grieving, 
' We cast ourselves distressed before thy 

throne ; 
Tis thou hast taught our lips to still be 
weaving 
The words of hope amid the words of 
moan. 
We have no hope, alas! of e'er \ 

retrieving ( . . . 

Our ways unless thou keep us f\ twtce -) 
as thine own. / 

385 



3 

O Lady Queen, behold thy children praying 

To be received beneath thy mantle's fold ; 

Thou wilt not frown upon our late essaying 

To wrest our sinful hearts from Satan's 

hold. 

Oh, stay our wilful feet from 

wayward straying, \ (twice.) 

And bind them fast to tnee I 

with love's pure gold. ' 



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283 

HOLY QUEEN! WE BEND BEFORE 
THEE. 

By Rev. Fr. E. Caswall. 



HOLY Queen ! we bend before thee 
Queen of purity divine! 
Make us love thee, we implore thee, 
Make us truly to be thine. 

Chorus. 

Teach, O teach us, Holy Mother, 

How to conquer every sin; 
How to love and help each other ; 

How the prize of life to win. (twice.) 



Thou to whom a Child was given 
Greater than the sons of men, 

Coming down from highest heaven 
To create the world again.- — Chorus. 

386 



3 

Oh ! by that Almighty Maker, 

Whom thyself, a Virgin bore! 
Oh ! by thy supreme Creator, 

Linked with thee for evermore ! 

— Chorus. 
4 
By the hope thy name inspires ! 

By our doom reversed through thee 
Help us, Queen of Angels Choirs! 

To a blest eternitv! — Chorus. 



284 

MEET ME, MOTHER MINE, TO-DAY. 

By S. N. D. 

i 
yffOTHER, Mother, I am coming 
M< Home to Jesus and to thee, 
But my country's hills are distant 

And their light I cannot see; 
Mother, hearken as I pray, 

Meet me on my homeward way, 1 ( . 

Meet me, Mother mine, to-day. ) \ twice -) 

2 

Oftentimes my skies are clouded, 

I can see nor sun nor star, 
And the road is rough and narrow, 

And the end seems very far ; 
Lest perchance my feet should stray, 

Meet me, Mother, on my way l v . 

Meet me, Mother mine, to-day. J \ fmce -) 

387 



3 
I must cross the burning desert, 

I shall thirst, O Mother mine, 
Fill thy vessel at the fountain 

Of thy Son's sweet Heart Divine; 
Lest I faint upon the way, 

Tender Mother, stoop, I pray, ) , . 

Give my soul to drink to-day. )\ twice -) 

4 
Do not wait until to-morrow, 

For I need thee here and now ; 
Wait not till I come to meet thee — 

Rather, Mother, meet me thou — 
Oh ! in all I do or say, 

Come and meet me on my way, ) , . s 

Mother Mary, every day. <> {twice.) 

285 

HAIL, HEAVENLY QUEEN! 






Y^CAIL, heavenly Queen! Hail, foamy 
JLx ocean star! 

Oh, be our guide, diffuse thy beams afar; 
Hail, Mother of God ! above all virgins blest, 
Hail, happy gate of heaven's eternal rest. 

Chorus. 

Hail, foamy ocean star! Hail, heavenly 
• Queen ! 
Oh, be our guide to endless joys unseen. 

{twice.) 

388 



2 

"Hail, full of grace," with Gabriel we repeat ; 
Thee, Queen of heav'n from him we learn 

to greet ; 
Then give us peace which heav'n alone 

can give, 
And dead thro' Eve, thro' Mary let us live. 

— Chorus. 
3 
Oh, break our chains, our captive souls 

release ; 
Oh, give us light, and let our darkness cease ; 
Let every ill that preys upon our hearts ; 
Fly at thy voice, which every good imparts. 

— Chorus. 
4 
Our lives unstained in purity preserve; 
Nor e'er permit our ways from truth 

to swerve; 
That when our time has rolled its rapid 

round, 
We may, with Christ, in heavenly bliss be 

crowned. — Chorus. 



286 

WE GREET THEE, MARY, PUREST 
VIRGIN. 



>jptE greet thee, Mary, purest Virgin, 
vA/ To thee with fondest love we turn ; 
How radiant is thy crown of glory 
Which thou through spotless life didst earn. 

389 



Oh, hear our prayers, thou Help of 

Christians, 
Refresh our hearts, give strength and joy, 
That we, by thy protection aided, 
May Satan's direful sway destroy. 

2 

O Queen of glory, Queen of heaven, 
To thee with joyful hearts we sing. 
O Virgin fair, to thee was given 
To bear thy God th' Eternal King. 
Around thee Saints and angels gather, 
And hail thee, Mary, as their Queen; 
Oh, turn, thou meek and gentle Mother, 
On us below thy glance serene. 

3 
Hail! noble Lady, great and mighty, 
Thy soul is rapt in joys untold; 
Thou marvel of th' eternal City, 
Thy vesture beams with gems and gold. 
Oh, hear us now thy praises singing, 
Oh, lead us to the place of rest ; 
Lead us, to thee our Mother clinging, 
Safe to the dwellings of the blest. 

287 

SWEETEST MONTH OF THE YEAR! 
By Bro. M. 
Chorus. 
(WEETEST month of the year, 
Mary's month ever dear. 
Hearts and voices join to praise, 
While our hymns to her we raise. 

(twice.) 

390 



I 
This month of all the fairest 
The sunlit month of May, 
We dedicate for aye 
To thee Heav'n flower the rarest. 

— Chorus. 

2 
All nature now is breathing 
Around thee sweet perfume, 
Her paths are all abloom 
With garlands for thee wreathing. 

— Chorus. 

3 
From every tree-top o'er us 
What harmonies we hear; 
To thee, O Mother dear ! 
Birds warbling sweet in chorus. 

— Chorus. 

4 
The sun mounts up rejoicing 
And spreads his golden rays, 
To light thy lovely ways, 
While all thy praise are voicing. 

— Chorus. 

Thy holy shrine is gleaming, 
With nature's offerings sweet, 
And round thy blessed feet 
Thousands of lights are beaming. 

— Chorus. 
6 
O hear us, Virgin Mother ! 
Take all our hearts to-day, 
And give them, Queen of May, 
To thy dear Son, our Brother. 

— Chorus. 
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288 

SEE NO. 151. 

289 

HAIL, THOU RESPLENDENT STAR! 

(Ave maris Stella.) 

Tr. Rev. E. Caswall. 



HAIL, thou resplendent star, 
Which shinest o'er the main ; 
Blest Mother of our God, ) 

And ever Virgin Queen. J (twice.) 



Hail, happy gate of bliss, 

Greeted by Gabriel's tongue; 
Negotiate our peace, \, . N 

And cancel Eva's wrong. f.WJ 



Loosen the sinner's bands, 
All evils drive away ; 

Bring light unto the blind, 
And for all graces pray. 



(twice.) 



Exert the mother's care, 

And thus thy children own; 

To Him convey our prayer, 
Who chose to be thy Son. 

392 



{(twice.) 



O pure, O spotless Maid, 

Whose meekness all surpassed 

Our lusts and passions quell, 

And make us- mild and chaste. \\ twice ') 



Preserve us pure and chaste, 
Through life our safety be, 

Till Jesus' sight be given, 
And endless bliss with thee. 



'{twice.) 



Praise to the Father be, 
With Christ His only Son, 

And to the Holy Ghost, 

Thrice blessed Three in One. 



{twice.) 



290 

MOTHER OF CHRIST. 

{Mater Christi.) 

By S. N. D. 



JTfOTHER of Christ, Mother of Christ, 

M4 What shall I ask of thee? 

I do not sigh for the wealth of earth, 

For the joys that fade and flee; 
But, Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ, 

This do I long to see : 
The bliss untold which thine arms enfold, 

The treasure upon thy knee. 

393 



Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ, 

He was all, all to thee. 
In Winter's Cave, in Nazareth's Home, 

In hamlets of Galilee ; 
So, Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ, 

He'll not say nay to thee, 
When He lifts His Face to thy sweet 
embrace, 

Speak to Him, Mother of me. 



291 

WE COME TO THEE, SWEET LADY. 

{Our Lady of Perpetual Help.) 

Bv I. Williams. 

i 

>¥^E come to thee, sweet Lady, 
\ks To us thine aid impart, 
Our need of help and comfort 
Will move our Mother's heart. 

Chorus. 

In all doubts, in all trials we hasten 

To our Queen of perpetual help ; 

Mary, sweet Mother, we place our trust in 

thee; 
Mary, sweet Mother, our refuge be. 
Turn on us now thine eyes of pity and love, 
For help, for help, we cry to thee. 

394 



We come to thee, sweet Lady, 

Thy mercy knows no end ; 
For us beg grace and pardon, 
Thou art the sinner's friend. 

— Chorus. 
3 
We come to thee, sweet Lady, 

Our souls' true helper be, 
Until we rest in heaven 
With Jesus and with thee. 

— Chorus. 

292 

MOTHER MARY TO THEE. 

By I. Williams. 

i 
FKOTHER Mary, to thee 
>1< Our voices glad we raise, 
The glories of thy name 
In loving accents praise. 

Chorus. 
Virgin Mother, we turn to thee, 

Our help and refuge be ; 
Virgin Mother, we turn to thee, 

Our help and refuge be. 



Spotless Mother of Christ, 
Plead with thy Son for me ; 

He can refuse me naught 
If I but ask through thee. 

— Chorus. 

395 



Angels claim thee as Queen, 

To me thou art more dear ; 
Not only Queen art thou, 
But Mother dear, most dear. 

— Chorus. 
4 
Gentle star of the sea, 

Thy faithful guiding ray 
Shines ever bright and clear, 
And heav'nward points the way. 

— Chorus. 

293 

MARY! MOTHER MARY! 



OMARY! Mother Mary! 
We place our trust in thee, 
Our faith shall never vary, 

Though weak the flesh may be. 
Too oft with steps unwary, 

From duty's path we bent : 
O Mary! Mother Mary! 
Thou teach us to repent. 



The grisly form of terror, 

Now rises on our way, 
Now more seductive error, 

Would lead our feet astray. 
Satan is strong and wary, 

But thou wilt crush his might; 
O Mary! Mother Mary! 

Strengthen us in the fight. 

396 



3 
From dangerous occasions, 

That blind imprudent eyes, 
From treacherous persuasions, 

That point not to the skies. 
From mirth too light and airy, 

From thought too sad and deep: 
O Mary! Mother Mary! 

Thy little children keep. 

4 
Let us remember ever, 

The presence of the Lord; 
To serve Him let's endeavor, 

In thought, in deed, in word; 
As monster or as fairy, 

Satan may take the field; 
But, Mary ! Mother Mary ! 

Thy name will be our shield. 



294 

SWEET MOTHER, HERE ONCE 

MORE WE HASTE. 

(Consecration to the Blessed Virgin.) 

By Bro. M. 

i 

@WEET Mother, here once more we haste 
To seek a refuge near to thee; 
Thy face with heav'nly brightness graced, 

Thy eyes so meek, we come to see. 
We speak to thee and all our woe 

Is straight forgotten; oh, how sweet, 
Dear Queen ! to let our love o'erflow, 
As from a vase, here at thy feet. 

397 



2 

Immaculate ! O Queen divine ! 

Our heart, our soul, our life are thine; 
All that we are and e'er shall be, 

We consecrate, we give to thee. 
Oh, guard for us with tender care, 

Thou loving Queen, thou spotless dove, 
The lily flower so white, so fair, 

Oh, keep us pure as saints above. 



295 

WE LEAVE THY SHRINE, 

MOTHER CHERISHED. 

By M. S. Pine. 

Chorus. 

>Y^E leave thy shrine, O Mother cherished ! 

\mJ Watch o'er us still we thee implore; 

Thy children guard, O sweetest Mary ! 

Keep us from sin for evermore. 



Ye leave me then my shrine so holy, 
Adieu, my children, ever dear to me! 

Where'er ye go, ye find my altars, 

And I, your Mother, everywhere will be. 

— Chorus. 

2 

Oh, guard for me your hearts all spotless; 
My children dear, God has in His em- 
brace ; 
I would your souls were pure as lilies, 
Embalmed with odors of celestial grace. 

— Chorus. 

398 



When hell its snares shall stretch before you, 
My children dear, in that distressing hour, 

Remember me, how I have loved you, 
Be strong in love and trust your Mother's 
power. — Chorus. 



If you should fall in that dark conflict, 
My children dear, oh, raise to me your 
arms ; 
Yet sinful should you e'er forget me! 
My love shall hold for you a mother's 
charms. — Chorus. 



296 

DEAR GUARDIAN OF MARY. 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

Chorus. 

OEAR Guardian of Mary! dear nurse 
of her Child ! 
Life's ways are full weary, the desert is 

wild; 
Bleak sands are all round us, no home can 

we see ; 
Sweet Spouse of our Lady! we lean upon 
thee. 

399 



I 

For thou to the pilgrim art father and guide, 
And Jesus and Mary felt safe by thy 

side ; 
Ah! blessed Saint Joseph, how safe I 

should be, 
Sweet Spouse of our Lady! if thou wert 

with me. — Chorus. 



When the treasures of God were unshelt- 
ered on earth, 

Safe keeping was found for them both in 
thy worth, 

O Father of Jesus ! be father to me, 

Sweet Spouse of our Lady ! and I will love 
thee. — Chorus. 



3 
O blessed Saint Joseph ! how great was thy 

worth, 
The one chosen shadow of God upon earth ; 
The Father of Jesus — ah ! then wilt thou be, 
Sweet Spouse of our Lady ! a father to me. 

— Chorus. 

4 
God chose thee for Jesus and Mary; wilt 

thou 
Forgive a poor exile for choosing thee now ? 
There's no Saint in heaven, Saint Joseph, 

like thee; 
Sweet Spouse of our Lady! Ah, deign to' 

love me ! — Chorus. 

400 



297 

WITH JESUS MARY'S NAME. 
By M. S. Pine. 

i 

>rtITH Jesus, Mary's name, there is 
vly another blest, 

That earth to highest Heav'n each mo- 
ment says with love; 
The babe that name doth lisp upon its 
mother's breast; 
The dying breathes it soft and takes its 
flight above. 

Chorus. 

'Tis holy Joseph's name, name of my father 
glorious ! 
Seraphim, chant it loud, touching your 
harps of light; 
Oh, blend with our weak pray'rs your hal- 
lowed strains victorious, 
And sing: All hail, O Spouse of God's 
dear mother bright! 

2 

O dearest names that earth can chant to 
Heaven's ear, 
Jesus and Mary sweet and Joseph charm 
the soul 
This triple bond of love the Church has 
woven here, 
Its glories we shall sing while endless 
ages roll. 

401 



Chorus. 

Praise to the blessed names ! Praise to the 
names we love! 
Seraphim, chant it loud, touching your 
harps of fire; 
Oh, blend with our weak hymns, triumphant 
strains above! 
To Jesus, Mary, Joseph, oh, sing ye 
heav'nly choirs. 

Final Chorus. 

O ye, angelic bands, who there in Heaven 
know 
His glory and His power, with transports 
all divine, 
The name of Joseph bless, Christ's chosen 
guide below, 
While we our hymns upraise before his 
holy shrine. 

298 

HOLY PATRON! THEE SALUTING. 

i 
Y^\OLY patron! thee saluting, 
J-JJ Here we meet with hearts sincere, 
Blest Saint Joseph, all uniting, 
Call on thee to hear our pray'r. 

Chorus. 

Happy Saint; in bliss adoring 
Jesus, Saviour of mankind, 

Hear thy children thee imploring, 
May we thy protection find. 

402 



2 

Worldly dangers for them fearing, 

Youthful hearts to thee we bring, 
Grant, in virtue persevering, 

Vice may ne'er their bosom sting. 

— Chorus. 
3 
Thou who faithfully attended, 

Him, whom heav'n and earth adore : 
Who with pious care defended 

Mary, Virgin ever pure. — Chorus. 

4 
May our fervent pray'rs ascending, 

Move thee for our souls to plead ; 
And thy smile of peace descending, 

Benedictions on us shed. — Chorus. 

5 
Through this life, oh ! watch around us, 
• Fill with love our every breath, 
And, when parting fear surrounds us, 
Guide us through the toils of death. 

— Chorus. 

299 

SAINT JOSEPH, SEE US AT THY 
FEET. 

By Bro. O. S. F. 

i 
JAINT Joseph, see us at thy feet; 
Oh, dearest father, thee we greet ! 
We tender thee our heartfelt praise, 
In love our hearts to thee we raise. 

403 



Chorus. 

Our hearts to thee we raise ; 

To thee we pray; we sing thy praise; 

Oh ! cast from heav'n above 

On us a glance of love. 



Exalted was thy state on earth; 
As spouse of Mary who gave birth 
To Jesus Christ, our Saviour dear; 
Who thee as Father did revere. — Chorus. 



3 

Thou didst protect and foster Him, 
Who is adored by Seraphim; 
And He, our Saviour, destined thee 
The patron of His Church to be. — Chorus. 



4 

O glorious Saint ! we here below, 
Like those in heav'n, due honor show 
To thee who art our Patron dear! 
Oh! deign our fervent pray'r to hear. 

— Chorus. 

5 

We pray to thee with confidence ; 

Oh come, dear Saint to our defense ; 

Assist us till our latest breath, 

That we may die a happy death ! — Chorus. 

404 



300 

CECILIA, VIRGIN HELD SO DEAR. 

(St. Cecilia, Nov. 22nd.) 

1 

GECILIA, Virgin held so dear 
By Christians true of ev'ry land 
Whose pious hymns thy name revere 

In modest chapels, temples grand. 
To honor thee, sweet strains 

of love I (twice.) 

Ascend to God in realms above. ) 



2 

'While here on earth, thy psalms of praise 
Ascended to the Saviour's throne, 

To whom in raptures thou didst raise, 
Thy soul, bequeathed to Him alone. 

Oh, help us, too, with humble . 

heart { (twice.) 

Employ sweet music's holy art ! ) 



3 
Dear, happy Saint, obtain that we 

May sing with the celestial choir^ 
In holiest, sweetest harmony, 

Those psalms that love of God inspire 
And lift the soul to Him on high. I , f • v 
For whom on earth we live and die.) ^ wtce -) 

405 



301 

SAINT ANN, IN HEAVEN SHINING. 

(St. Ann, July 26.) 

By F..B. 

Chorus. 

/SSfAINT Ann, in heaven shining, 
Cy There in thy glorious home ; 
Toward thee our hearts inclining, 
Bless us where'er we roam. 



White star above the ocean, 

Guide thou, Saint Ann, our bark ; 

Lead us in pure devotion . 

Safe through the tempest dark. — Chorus. 

2 

Sweet Mother, with thy healing, 

Thou dost the lame restore; 
The blind before thee kneeling 

Behold heav'n's light once more. 

— Chorus. 

3 
Cure then our fervor halting, 

To our blind hearts give sight; 

Through Mary's love exalting, 

Bring us to Jesus' light. — Chorus. 

4 
To wounded soldiers lying 

Lone on the battlefield ; 
And sailors storm defying, 

Thy help and comfort yield. — Chorus. 

406 



302 

SEE NO. 182. 

303 

JESUS IS GOD. 
By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

1 

^""T'ESUS ls God 5 tne son 'd earth, 
V^A* The ocean broad and bright, 
The countless stars, like golden dust 

That strew the skies at night, 
The wheeling storm, the dreadful fire, 

The pleasant, wholesome air, 
The summer's sun, the winter's frost, 

His own creations were. 



Jesus is God ; the glorious bands 

Of golden angels sing 
Songs of adoring praise to Him, 

Their Maker and their King. 
He was true God in Bethlehem's crib, 

On Calvary's Cross true God, 
He who in heaven eternal reigned, 

In time on earth abode. 

3 

Jesus is God ; alas, they say 
On earth the numbers grow, 

Who His divinity blaspheme 
To their unfailing woe : 

407 



And yet, what is the single end 

Of this life's mortal span, 
Except to glorify the God 

Who for our sakes was Man? 

4 
Jesus is God; let sorrow come, 

And pain and every ill ; 
All are worth while — for all are means 

His glory to fulfill ; 
Worth while a thousand years of life . 

To speak one little word, 
If only by our faith we own 

The Godhead of our Lord. 

5 
Jesus is God; oh could I now 

But compass land and sea 
To teach and tell this single truth, 

How happy should I be ! 
Oh, had I but an angel's voice, 

I would proclaim aloud, 
Jesus, the Good, the Beautiful, 

Is everlasting God. 

304 

THY WOUND, HEART OF JESUS. 
(From the "Messenger of the S. H.') 

i 

i^HY wound, O Heart of Jesus, 
V-X The trophy of Thy love 
Thou bearest it in heaven, 
To plead our cause above ; 

408 



The angels all adore it, 

And songs of praises sing, 
And with Thy dear Heart's % 

triumph, [ (twice.) 

The courts of heaven ring. 



f 



Though formed of choirs of angels, 
Thy guard of honor there, 

Thou'lt not disdain the sinners 
Who guard Thy altars here. 

We envy not the angels, 

All blessed though they be ; 

They cannot suffer for Thee, 
O Sacred Heart, as we. 



^ (twice.) 



In prayers with Thee uniting, 

O Heart of God, our love ; 
With Thee upon our altars, 

With Thee in heav'n above; 
With Thee on earth, 'midst sufFring, 

The Father's will adore ; 
With Thee enthroned in glory \ . . . 

That will, praise ever more. > V WKe ') 

409 



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305 

OH, VISION BRIGHT! 

(Regina Angelorum.) 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

ist Chorus. 

|H, vision bright ! 
The land of light 
Beams goldenly beyond the sky! 
'Mid heavenly fires, 
O'er angel-choirs, 
Mary, our Mother, reigns on high. 

ist Solo. 

Oh, vision bright! 

The Father's might 
All 'round His daughter's throne doth lie; 

Where, in that balm 

Of endless calm, 
Mary, our Mother, reigns on high. 

— ist Chorus. 

2nd Chorus. 

Oh, vision bright ! 

The eternal light 
Of the dear Son may we descry; 

Where, brighter far 

Than moon or star, 
Mary, our Mother, reigns on high. 

410 



2nd Solo. 

Oh, vision bright ! 

In softest flight 
The Dove around His Spouse doth fly, 

Where, in that height 

Of matchless light, 
Mary, our Mother, reigns on high. 

— 2nd Chorus. 
3rd Chorus. 

Oh, vision bright! 

Oh, land of light ! 
Thou art our home beyond the sky : 

'Tis grand to see 

How gloriously 
Mary, our Mother, reigns on high. 

3rd Solo. 
Oh, vision bright ! 
Life's darkest night 
Is fair as dawn when thou art nigh; 
Where, 'mid the throng 
Of psalm and song, 
Mary, our Mother, reigns on high. 

— 3rd Chorus. 

306 

THE VOW IS MADE, O MARY 
QUEEN DIVINE! 
(Children's Consecration.) 
By Bro. M. 
Chorus. 
|HE vow is made, O Mary Queen divine! 
In life, in death, we'll be e'er true to 
thee ; 

411 



© 



Oh, guard our hearts, make them as pure 
as thine, 
From every stain, O Mother keep them 
free! (twice.) 

i 

Young flowers in dewy morn, their petals 
fair unclosing, 
In glowing sun, how pure they shine ! 
Our youthful hearts, O Queen ! beneath thy 
sway expanding 
Protest we are forever thine. — Choru§. 

2 

To thee, O Mother fair, the prime of years 
we're bringing, 
We will not seek the world to please; 
Our gracious Lady dear ! with love and joy 
we're serving: 
For us 'tis honor, wealth and ease. 

— Chorus. 
3 
O Queen Immaculate ! upon thy aid relying 

Against the world we war with thee; 
In spite of Satan's rage in thy pure heart 
abiding 
Thy sons, O Mary ! chaste will be. 

— Chorus. 
4 
When life of trial is past, when from this 
vale departing, 
Our sweet delight in death will be 
To list our Mother's voice, our soul above 
inviting 
To sing her praise eternally. — Chorus. 

412 






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307 

MYSTIC ROSE! 
By S. N. D. 

i 

MYSTIC Rose, 
Christ's garden 'glows 
With countless blossoms grace hath borne; 

More sweet and fair 

Than any there 
Art thou that bloomest 'mid the thorn. 

O Mystic Rose, 

Than driven snows 
More dazzling fair on winter's morn; 

No speck, no soil, 

Thy petals spoil ; 
Thou bloomest white amid the thorn. 

Chorus. 

And Mystic Rose 

When shadows close, 
Upon our life, and breaks the morn : 
Then blossom thou on ev'ry brow, 
Then blossom thou on ev'ry brow, ) , . . 
O fadeless Rose without a thorn. \ \ tw%ce -) 



O Mystic Rose 

The blood that flows 
From that dear Heart which love hath torn ; 

Hath dyed thee to 

Another hue ; 
Thou bloomest, crimson 'mid the thorn. 

413 



O Mystic Rose, 

The great King's foes, 
Our gardens of thy bloom have shorn; 

And waste she lies 

Beneath the skies, 
That lost the Rose and kept the thorn. 

— Chorus. 



308 

IN THE MORNING WHEN I WAKEN. 

(Children's rule of life.) 

i 

XN the morning when I waken, 
With the Cross I sign myself, 
And say, "Jesus, Mary, Joseph, 

I give you my heart and life." 
Then when drest I kneel devoutly 
And I say my morning pray'rs ; 
With the cross I ask a blessing, 
Both before and after meals. 



When 'tis evening, kneeling humbly, 

My night pray'rs I say to God; 
Then my conscience I examine, 

And ask pardon for my sins. 
When in bed, I think of Jesus, 

And my arms fold like a cross, 
And say, "Jesus, Mary, Joseph, 

I give you my heart and soul." 

414 



3 



With this prayer each work I'll offer: 

' k Jesus, I do all for Thee;" 
"Jesus, Mary, Joseph, help me!" 

In temptation my cry be. 
From occasions that are sinful 

And bad company I'll fly; 
Than offend Thee mortally, 

Dearest Lord, I'd rather die. 

4 
Should I ever thus offend Thee, 

I will ask without delay 
Thy forgiveness ;— to confession 

If I can, I'll go straightway. 
In that Sacrament of Mercy, 

Dearest Lord, I'll humble be, 
Telling all without concealment 

To the priest as though to Thee. 

5 
Once a month, at least, for pardon 

Of my sins^ though great or small, 
I will seek, that in confession 

Thy dear Blood may cleanse them all. 
Then unto the Holy Table 

Where Thou giv'st Thy Flesh and Blood, 
I will go, with fervor, striving 

Preparation may be good. 

6 

Holy Mass I must devoutly 

Hear on Sundays, holydays ; 
And I should, at Catechism, 

Learn my God to know and praise. 

415 



Vespers or sweet Benediction 

By my fault should ne'er be lost, 

Thinking what great grace is given 
By our God there in the Host. 

7 

Every day, if I am able, 

Glad I'll be the Mass to hear, 
And I'll not forget to visit 

Jesus' tabernacle dear; 
Then, before our Mother's picture, 

For her blessing, I will pray ; 
For her sake I'll seek to crown her 

With the Rosary every day. 

8 

For God's sake my neighbor loving, 

"Golden Rule" I'll try to keep ; 
Parents, teachers, and superiors 

Love, obey, with reverence deep. 
Morning, noon, and night, I'll daily 

The sw T eet "Angelus" recite, 
And I'll often read in good books 

That to love of God excite. 

9- 

Thus will I, with God's assistance, 

Faithful keep this Rule of Life, 
Till my God bids me come to Him 

From this world of sin and strife. 
With Last Sacraments then strengthened, 

Humbly trusting, I'll depart, 
Jesus' Sign upon my forehead 

Jesus' Name within my heart. 

416 



309 

ALAS GRIEF FILLS MY HEART. 
By I. Williams. 

i 

?ZTLAS, grief fills my heart, tears fall 
!LX like rain, 

Far from heaven and God am I ; 
Alas, grief fills my heart, tears fall like rain, 

Lost in sin I stray. 
Gone the joys of the days departed, 

Innocence, peace and happiness; 
Alas, grief fills my heart, tears fall like rain, 

Lost in sin I stray. 



Ah ! me, lost is my God, lost highest heaven, 

Sold for passing, vain delight; 
Ah ! me, lost is my God, lost highest heaven, 

All is darkest night. 
Far from God, lost in torments endless, 

Far from Him for eternity; 
Ah I me, lost is my God, lost highest heaven, 

All is lost to me. 



3 

But lo! what light is this breaks through 
the gloom? 
Hope once more o'ercomes despair. 
But lo! what light is this breaks through 
the gloom? 
Hope so sweet and fair. 

417 



Tis the thought that my Saviour loves me, 
Tis the thought that He will forgive ; 

But lo! what light is this breaks through 
the gloom? 
He will pardon me. 

4 
Behold, on Calvary's height, nailed to 
the Cross, 
Precious Blood was shed for me ; 
Behold, on Calvary's height, nailed . to 
the Cross, 
Jesus died for me! 
Jesus dear, in His love and mercy, 

Will forgive deepest, darkest crimes ; 
Behold, on Calvary's height, nailed to 
the Cross, 
Jesus died for me! 

310 

STRIVE YE SALVATION TO^ 
ATTAIN. 

i 
/gSTTRIVE ye salvation to attain, 
kHz 'Tis easy to a willing mind, 
To ev'ry Christian highest gain ; 
Seek, then, pursue it till ye find. 

Chorus. 
Unless salvation we obtain, 

All gifts, all joys of earth are vain ; 
Unless salvation we obtain, 

All gifts, all joys of earth are vain. 

(twice.) 

418 



Salvation lost, we lose our all, 

We lose our blissful heritage, 
In hell's dark depths we're doomed to fall, 
Oh! may this all our thoughts engage. 

— Chorus. 
3 
What profit for us to obtain 

The wide-spread mighty universe, 
If doomed to never-ending pain 

In hell's fierce flames ? Oh ! fearful curse ! 

— Chorus. 
4 
It is for all eternity 

That we enjoy our heavenly bliss, 
Or writhe in endless misery — 

What thought so full of awe as this ! 

— Chorus. 

5 
O Lord ! ordain, while we remain 

On earth, this truth may penetrate 
Our inmost souls, till we obtain 
Our blessed and immortal state. 

— Chorus. 

311 

.THE COMMANDMENTS OF GOD. 



^T^ AM the Lord, and thou shalt serve 
^J-^ No other gods but Me ; 
Religion true thou shalt observe, 
Faith, Hope and Charity. 

419 



Chorus. 

All this Thou dost command, O Lord, 

We cheerfully obey, 
And look to heav'n for our reward, 

Through all eternity. 



Thou shalt not take God's Name in vain, 

Nor swear unlawfully; 
Things holy thou shalt not profane, 

Nor curse irreverently. — Chorus. 

3 

Remember that thou sanctify 

The holy Sabbath day; 
Work not without necessity, 

Hear holy Mass, and pray. — Chorus. 

4 
Thy Parents honor, serve and love, 

And cheerfully obey; 
And servants must obedient prove 

When without sin they may. — Chorus. 

5 
Thou shalt not kill, nor vengeance take, 

Nor hate thy enemy; 
Forgive and love for Jesus' sake 

All that have injured thee. — Chorus. 

5 
The same commandment does beside 

Forbid all drunkenness, 
Self-injury and suicide, 

And eating to excess. — Chorus. 

420 



6 

Do not commit Adultery 

In thoughts, words, deeds or looks ; 
Beware of evil company, 

And read not dangerous books. — Chorus. 

7 
Thou shalt not steal, nor keep, nor waste, 

Nor cheat in any way ; 
Ill-gotten goods restore in haste, 

And lawful debts repay. — Chorus. 

8 

False zvitness thou shalt never bear* 

Nor tell a wilful lie : 
Detraction, if thou canst repair, 

As well as calumny. — Chorus. 

9-10. 

Thou shalt not covet neighbor's wife, 

Nor look with lustful eye ; 
Thou shalt not covet neighbor's goods, 

Nor eye them enviously. — Chorus. 



312 

THE LEAVES AROUND ME 
FALLING. 



I^HE leaves around me falling, 
V-/ Are preaching of decay ; 
The hollow winds are calling: 
"Come, pilgrim, haste away." 

421 



The day in night declining 
Says I must too decline ; 

The year its life resigning, 
Its lot foreshadows mine! 



The lights my path surrounding, 

The helps to which I cling; 
The hopes within me bounding, 

The joys that round me wing; 
All, all, like stars at even, 

Just gleam to shoot away ; 
Pass on before to heaven, 

And chide at my delay ! 

3 

The friends gone there before me 

Are calling from on high ; 
And joyous angels o'er me 

Are beckoning from the sky, 
"Why wait," they sing, "and wither 

'Mid scenes of death and sin? 
'Tis better to come hither, 

And find true life begin." 

4 

I hear the invitation, 

And fain would rise and come, 
A sinner to salvation, 

An exile to his home. 
But, while I here must linger, 

Thus, thus let all I see 
Point out with faithful finger 

To Heaven, O Lord, and Thee. 

422 



313 

TO WIN MY HEART WITH VISIONS 
BRIGHT AND FAIR. 

By Cardinal Manning. 



}Tc(0 win my heart with visions bright 
V^-/ and fair, 

In vain the world with all its craft has 
tried: 
Harmless and weak its dazzling weapons are, 
I nothing fear, with Jesus at my side. 

(twice.) 

2 

Come all ye proud ones of the earth, array 
Your gath'ring hosts around me far 
and wide; 
My heart is calm amid the loud affray, 
I nothing fear, with Jesus at my side. 

(twice.) 
3 
Death has for me no fears, its bitter pains 
Shall never from my King, my heart 
divide; 
Faithful to Him till death my will remains, 
I nothing fear, with Jesus at my side. 

(twice.) 
4 

Jesus, my Lord! my only hope and shield; 

No pow'rs of ill before Thee can abide ; 
I trust Thee upon the battlefield ; 

I nothing fear, with Jesus at my side. 

(twice.) 

423 



314 

DA MIHI ANIMAS! 

{From "The Voice of the Sacred Heart") 
i 

HET others pray about themselves, 
Thy grace leads many ways, 
"Da mihi animas/' 'tis thus 
Thy Spirit in me prays. 

Chorus. 

Ask what Thou wilt, O dearest Lordj 

Naught, naught will I deny, 
But only give me countless souls 

For Thee, before I die. (twice.) 



A life-long sorrow, if Thou wilt, 

And sharp enduring pain; 
All, all were light, if souls for Thee 

Might be the precious gain. — Chorus. 

3 
Tears will be sweet for Thou hast wept, 

And blood, if needs must be ; 
No cost too great to purchase souls, 

O dearest Lord, for Thee. — Chorus. 

4 
Whatever be the price, O Lord, 

This grace to me impart: 
Souls from the world and sin set free, — 

Souls for Thy Sacred Heart. — Chorus, 

424 



315 

THE DAY IS O'ER, THE MOON 
SERENELY BEAMING. 

i 
l^<HE day is o'er, the moon serenely 
V-^ beaming 

In silver light hath field and forest drest — 
A thousand twinkling stars are gently 
gleaming — 
The world is hushed, and all is laid 
to rest. {twice,) 

Chorus. 
"Hail, Mary, full of grace !" with Gabriel, 

we repeat ; 
Hail, hope of Adam's race ! Hail Queen and 

Mother sweet! 

2 
Save one who, wakeful in her lonely 
dwelling, 
Of Juda born, a Stem of Jesse's rod — 
A Virgin pure all others far excelling — 
Uplifts her heart in tranquil . prayer 
to God. {twice.) 

3 
The while she prays, behold the silence 
broken ; 
She starts — a look of fear o'erspreads 
her face; 
She hears — till then to mortal ears 
unspoken — 
These words of love: "Hail, Mary, full 
of grace !" (twice.) 

A3? 



4 
Fear not, the Lord is with thee, thou art 
chosen 
The Virgin Mother of thy God to be ; 
And many hearts in sin and guilt now 
frozen, 
Shall melt beneath the Sunbeam born 
of thee, (twice.) 

5 
O Spouse of God, O Queen of earth and 
heaven! 
O Holy Mother of th' Incarnate Word ! 
In marked accents was the answer given ; 
"Behold the willinghandmaid of theLord." 

(twice.) 

316 

THE MOON IS IN THE HEAV'NS 
ABOVE. 

By Rev. Fr. W. Faber. 

i 

i^HE moon is in the heav'ns above, 
Vl/ lis light lies on the foamy sea ; 
So shines the Star of Mary's love 
O'er this dark scene of misery. 

Chorus. 
Our hands to life's hard work are laid, 
But our hearts are thine, sweet Mother- 
Maid! 
Our hands to life's hard work are laid, 
But our hearts are thine, sweet Mother- 
Maid. 

426 



Oh, thou art bright as bright can be, 
And bountiful as thou art bright ; 

And welcome is the thought of thee, 
As fragrance of an eastern night ! 

— Chorus. 

3 

Calm as the blessed Eye of God 

When it looks o'er all this world below; 
He bids thee shed His peace abroad 

With a secret balm for every woe. 

— Chorus. 

4 
By thee we learn, dear spotless Queen ! 

What a glorious God our God must be ; 
And in thy glory His is seen, 

For He shows Himself when He 
shows thee. — Chorus. 



317 

VIVAT PASTOR BONUS! 



VIVAT! Vivat Pastor bonus! {twice.) 
Vivat! Vivat in aeternum! {twice.) 
Et accedentes laeti dixerunt, {thrice.) 
Vivat ! Vivat in aeternum ! — Repeat : Vivat I 

Laudetur Jesus Christus, et Maria Mater 
ejus. Amen. 

427 



Christus vincit ! Christus regnat! (thrice.) 
Christus vincit ! Christus imperat ! 
Et accedentes laeti dixerunt, (thrice.) 
Christus vincit! Christus regnat! (thrice.) 
Christus vincit ! Christus imperat ! 

Laudetur Jesus Christus, et Maria Mater 
ejus. Amen. 



318 

ECCE SACERDOS MAGNUS. 

(Reception of a Bishop.) 
CCE sacerdos magnus, qui in diebus 



& 



suis placuit Deo, placuit Deo. 

Ideo jurejurando fecit ilium Dominus 
crescere in plebem suam, in plebem suam. 

Benedictionem omnium gentium dedit illi, 
et testamentum suum confirmavit super 
caput ejus. 

Ideo jurejurando fecit ilium Dominus 
crescere in plebem suam, in plebem suam. 

Gloria Patri, et Filio, et Spiritui Sancto. 



428 



Hattn If gmtts 
wxh (ttfjantoi 



429 



319 

AVE V IV ENS HOSTIA. 

i 

aVE vivens Hostia, 
Veritas et vita : 
Per te sacrificia, 
Cuncta sunt finita, 
Per te Patri gloria 
Datur infinita, 
Per te stat Ecclesia 
Jugiter munita. 



Ave vas clementiae, 
Scrinium dulcoris 
In quo sunt deliciae 
Coelici saporis; 
Veritas substantiae 
Tota Salvatoris, 
Sacramentum gratiae, 
Pabulum amoris. 



3 

Ave Manna coelicum, 
Verius legali, 
Datum in viaticum 
Misero mortali; 
Medicamen mysticum 
Morbo spiritali, 
Rorem dans catholicum 
Vitae immortali. Amen. 



431 



Tr. by Rev. H. T. Henry, Litt.D. 
i 

Yp<AIL, Thou living Victim blest 
>— X Truth and Life supernal, 
Olden types in Thee confessed, 

Find their end eternal. 
Infinite through Thee the praise 

To the Father given; 
While they love Thy Church arrays 

As an earthly heaven. 



Hail, Thou ancient mercy-seat, 

Source of grace and favor; 
Precious Ointment-box replete 

With celestial savor. 
Thou the God-Man truly art 

In divine completeness ; 
Fed on Thee the loving heart 

Knows Thy raptured sweetness, 



Hail, Thou Manna from the skies, 

Yet more truly given 
To the pilgrim soul that sighs 

For her promised heaven : 
Mystic Medicine Thou art 

For the wounded spirit; 
Healed by Thee, may every heart 

Endless life inherit. Amen. 

432 



320 

O ESC A VIATORUM. 



OESCA viatorum, 
O panis Angelorum, 
O Manna coelitum ; 
Esurientes ciba, 
Dulcedine non priva 
Corda quaerentium. 

2 

O lympha, fons amoris 
Qui puro Salvatoris 

E corde profluis; 
Te sitientes pota, 
Haec sola nostra vota, 

His una sufficis. 

3 
O Jesu tuum vultum, 
Quern colimus occultum 

Sub panis specie : 
Fac ut, remoto velo, 
Aperta nos in coelo, 

Cernamus acie. 

Tr. by Rev. H. T. Henry, Litt. D. 
i 

OFOOD to pilgrims given, 
Bread of the hosts of heaven, 
Thou Manna of the sky! 
Feed with the blessed sweetness 
Of Thy divine completeness 

The hearts that for Thee sigh. 

433 



O Fountain ruby-glowing, 
O Stream of love outflowing 

From Jesus' pierced side ! 
This thought alone shall bless us, 
This one desire possess us, 

To drink of Thy sweet tide. 

3 
We love Thee, Jesus tender, 
Who hid'st Thine awful splendor 

Beneath these veils of grace : 
Oh, let the veils be riven, 
And our clear eye in heaven 

Behold Thee face to face ! Amen. 



321 

MISERICORDIAS DOMINI. 

Misericordias Domini in aeternum cantabo; 
In generationem et generationem annunti- 
abo veritatem tuam in ore meo. 



322 

ANIMA CHRISTI. 

aNIMA Christi, sanctifica me. 
Corpus Christi, salva me. 
Sanguis Christi, inebria me. 
Aqua lateris Christi, lava me. 
Passio Christi, conf orta me. 
O bone Jesu, exaudi me. 
Intra tua vulnera, absconde me. 

434 



Ne permittas me separari a Te. 
Ab hoste maligno defende me. 
In hora mortis meae yoca me, 
Et jube me, venire ad Te; 
Ut cum Sanctis tuis laudem Te ; 
Et in saecula saeculorum. Amen. 



323 

QUAM SUAVIS EST. 

QUAM suavis est, Domine Spiritus 
tuus ! qui ut dulcedinem tuam in f ilios 
demonstrares, pane suavissimo de coelo 
praestito, esurientes reples bonis, fastidiosos 
divites dimittens inanes. 



o 



324 to 327 

ADORO TE DEVOTE, LATENS 
DEITAS. 



aDORO te devote latens Deitas 
Quae sub his figuris vere latitas: 
Tibi se cor meum totum stibjicit, 
Quia te contemplans totum deficit. 



Visus, tactus, gustus in te fallitur, 
Sed auditu solo tuto creditur : 
Credo quidquid dixit Dei Filius, 
Nil hoc verbo veritatis verius. 

435 



3 

In cruce latebat sola Deitas, 
At hie latet simul et humanitas ; 
Ambo tamen credens, atque confitens 
P^to quod petivit latro poenitens. 



4 

Plagas, sicut Thomas non intiieor, 
Deum tamen meum te confiteor, 
Fac me tibi semper magis credere, 
In te spem habere, te diligere. 



5 

O memoriale mortis Domini, 
Panis vivus, vitam praestans homini : 
Praesta meae menti de te vivere, 
Et te illi semper dulce sapere. 



Pie pellicane, Jesu Domine, 
Me immundum munda tuo sanguine : 
Cujus una stilla salvum facere 
Totum mundum, quit ab omni scelere. 



7 

Jesu quern velatum nunc adspicio, 

Oro fiat illud, quod tarn sitio, 

Ut te revelata cernens facie, 

Visu, sim beatus tuae gloriae. Amen. 

436 






327 

ECCE PAN IS ANGELORUM. 

i 

6CCE panis angelorum 
Factus cibus viatorum, 
Vere panis filiorum 
Non mittendus canibus. 

2 
In figiiris praesignatur, 
Cum Isaac immolatur, 
Agnus Paschae deputatur, 
Datur manna patribus. Amen. 

328 

ADOREMUS IN AETERNUM. 

Adoremus in aeternum Sanctissimum 
Sacramentum. 



329 and 330 

AVE VERUM. 
i 

BVE, verum Corpus, natum 
De Maria Virgine, 
Vere passum, immolatum, 

In cruce pro homine. 
Cujus iatus perforatum 

Fluxit aqua et sanguine, 
Esto nobis praegustatum 

Mortis in examine. 
O Jesu dulcis! 
O Jesu pie ! 
O Jesu, Fili Mariae! Amen. 

437 






331 

ADORO TE, PANIS COELICE. 
i 

HDORO te, O Panis coelice 
O Domine, O Deus maxime; 

Chorus. 
Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus sine fine, 
Sanctus semper tibi gloria 
Sacra sit sub hostia. 

2 

Nos famulos, O Deus respice, 

Et gratia nos semper rSfice. — Chorus. 

332 

COR AMORIS VICTIMA. 

i 

OCOR amoris Victima 
Coeli perenne gaudium, 
Mortalium solatium, 
Mortalium spes ultima. 

2 

Cor dulce, Cor amabile, 
Amore nostri saucium, 
Amore nostri languidum, 
Fac sis mihi placabile. 

3 
Jesu, Patris Cor unicum, 
Puris amicum mentibus, 
Puris amandum cordibus, 
In corde regnes omnium. Amen, 

438 






333 

COR JESU SACRATISSIMUM. 

i. — Cor Jesu Sacratissimum, miserere nobis. 
2.— Cor Mariae immaculatum, ora pro nobis. 
3. — Sancte Joseph, ora pro nobis. 



334 

COR JESU SACRATISSIMUM. 

Cor Jesu sacratissimum, miserere nobis. 

{thrice.) 



335 to 340 

O SALUTARIS. 



OSALUTARIS Hostia, 
Quae coeii pandis ostium : 
Bella praemunt hostilia, 
Da robur, fer auxilium. 



Uni trinoque Domino 
Sit sempiterna gloria! 
Qui vitam sine termino 
Nobis donet in patria. Amen. 

439 



340 

ADORAMUS TE CHRISTE. 

DORAMUS Te Christe, et benedicimus 
tibi, quia per sanctam crucem tuam 
redemisti mundum, qui passus es pro nobis, 
Domine, Domine, miserere nobis. 



Et 



341 

SEE NO. 335- 

342 to 352 

TANTUM ERGO. 
1 

^nANTUM ergo Sacramentum 

^/ Veneremur cernui : 

Et antiquum documentum 

Novo cedat ritui : 

Praestet fides supplementum 

Sensuum defectui. 

2 
Genitori, Genitoque, 
Laus et jubilatio. 
Salus, honor, virtus quoque 
Sit et benedictio: 
Procedenti ab utroque 
Compar sit laudatio. Amen. 

T. Panem de coelo praestitisti eis. 

(Alleluia.) 

Tfy. Omne del ectamen turn in se habentem. 

(Alleluia.) 

440 



352 

BONE JESU. 

BONE Jesu, miserere nobis, quia tu 
creasti nos tu redemisti nos sanguine 
tuo pretiosissimo. 



o 



353 

LAUDATE, DOMINUM OMNES 
GENTES. 

i. — Laudate Dominum omnes gentes: * 
laudate eum omnes populi. 

2. — Ouoniam confirmata est j super nos 
misericordia ejus: * et Veritas 
Domini | manet in aeternum. 

3. — Gloria Patri, et Filio, * et Spiritui 
vSancto. 

4. — Sicut erat in principio, | et nunc, et 
semper, * et in saecula | saeculo- 
rum. Amen. 



354 

ADESTE FIDELES. 



BDESTE, fideles, laeti triumphantes ; 
Venite, venite in Bethlehem; 
Natum videte Regem Angelorum. v 
Venite, adoremus {thrice) Do- I (twice.) 
minum. ) 

441 



2 

En grege relicto, humiles ad cunas 
Vocati pastores approperant; 
Et nos ovanti gradu f estinemus. ) 
Venite, adoremus (thrice) Do- ^ (twice.) 
minum. ' 

5 
Aeterni Parentis splendorem aeternum 
Velatum sub carne videbimus ; 

Deum infantem pannis invo- \ 

lutum: I, . 

Venite, adoremus (thrice) Do- H twtce -) 

minum. / 

4 
Pro nobis egenum et foeno cubantem 
Piis foveamus amplexibus : 
Sic nos amantem quis non 

redamaret? {(twice) 

Venite, adoremus (thrice) D6- 

minum. 



355 and 356 
TOTA PULCHRA ES MARIA. 

GOTA pulchra es Maria, et macula 
originalis non est in te. 
Tu gloria Jerusalem, tu laetitia Israel. 
Tu honorificentia populi nostri. 
Tu advocata peccatorum. 
O Maria, Virgo prudentissimn, Virgo 

clementissima. 
Ora pro nobis, ora pro nobis, ad Dominum 
Jesum Christum. Amen. 

442 



357 

FLOS CARMELI. 
{Our Lady of Mt. Cartnel, July 16.) 

>CYLOS Carmeli, vitis florigera, 
Ju-i Splendor coeli, Virgo puerpera, 
Singularis, Mater mitis sed virinescia, 
Da privilegia Stella maris Carmelitis. 

358 

GLORIOSA VIRGINUM. 
i 

O GLORIOSA Virginum 
Sublimis inter sidera, 
Qui te creavit parvulum 
Lactente nutris tibere. 



Quod Heva tristis abstulit 
Tu reddis almo germine 
Intrent ut astra flebiles 
Coeli recltidis cardines. 

3 

Tu regis alti janua 
Et aula lucis fulgida 
Vitam datam per Virginem 
Gentes redemptae plaudite. 

4 
Jesu tibi sit gloria! 
Qui natus es de Virgine 
Cum Patre, et almo Spiritu 
In sempiterna saecula. Amen, 

443 



359 

SANCTORUM AGMINA. 



ANCTORUM agmina 
Excedans Domina, 



Maria, salve! 
Dulcedo cordium 
Spes supplicantium, 
Maria, salve! 



Fac nostra corpora, 
Mentes et pectora, 
Sint pura mater. 
Et roga Filium 
Ut nos post obitum 
Agnoscat Pater. 



In valle flebiles, 
Frequenter exules, 
Heu nati Evae ! 
Ad te clamavimus ; 
Et suspiravimus ; 
Maria, salve ! 

4 
Ut inter agmina 
Sanctorum carmina 
Deo canamus, 
Tibique debitas 
Per cuncta gratias 
Saecla reddamus. 

444 



360 to 363 

AVE MARIA. 

aVE Maria, gratia plena, Dominus te- 
cum, benedicta tu in mulieribus et be- 
nedictus fructus ventris tui, Jesus. 

vSancta Maria, Mater Dei, ora pro nobis, 
peccatoribus, nunc et in hora mortis nostrae. 
Amen. 

363 

SUB TUUM PRAESIDIUM. 

JUB tuum praesidium confugimus, 
Sancta Dei Genitrix, nostras depreca- 
tiones ne despicias in necessitatibus nostris, 
sed a periculis cunctis libera nos semper, 
Virgo gloriosa et benedicta. 



364 to 369 

AVE MARIS STELLA. 
i 

BVE maris stella, 
Dei Mater alma, 
Atque semper Virgo, 
Felix coeli porta. 



Sumens illud Ave 

Gabrielis ore, 
Funda nos in pace, 

Mutans Hevae nomen. 

445 



3 

Solve vincla reis, 

Profer lumen caecis, 
Mala nostra pelle, 

Bona cuncta posce. 



Monstra te esse matrem, 
Sumat per te preces, 

Qui pro nobis natus 
Tulit esse tuus. 



Virgo singularis, 
Inter omnes mitis, 

Nos culpis solutos 
Mites fac et castos. 



Vitam praesta puram, 
Inter para tutum, 

Ut videntes Jesum 
Semper collaetemur. 



7 

Sit laus Deo Patri, 
Summo Christo decus, 

Spiritui sancto, 

Tribus honor unus. Amen. 

446 



369 

SALVE MATER MISERICORDIAE. 
Chorus. 

fALVE Mater misericordiae, 
Mater Dei, et Mater veniae, 
Mater spei, et Mater gratiae, 
Mater plena sanctae laetitiae, O Maria! 



Salve decus humani generis, 

Salve Virgo dignior ceteris, 

Quae virgines omnes transgrederis, 

Et altius sedes in superis, O Maria! 

— Chorus. 

2 

Salve felix Virgo puerpera; 
Nam qui sedet in Patris dextera, 
Coelum regens, terram et aethera, 
Intra tua se clausit viscera, O Maria ! 

— Chorus. 

3 
Te creavit Pater ingenitus, 
Obumbravit te Unigenitus, 
Faecundavit te Sanctus Spiritus, 
Tu es facta tota divinitus, O Maria! 

— Chorus. 

4 
Te creavit Deus, mirabilem, 
Te respexit ancillam humilem, 
Te quaesivit sponsam amabilem, 
Tibi numquam fecit consimilem, O Maria ! 

— Chorus. 

447 



5 
Te beatam laudare ciipiunt 
Omnes justi, sed non sufficiunt; 
Multas laudes de te concipiunt, 
Sed in illis prorsus deficiunt, O Maria! 

— Chorus. 

6 

Esto, Mater, nostrum solatium 
Nostrum esto, tu Virgo gaudium, 
Et nos tandem post hoc exsilium, 
Laetos junge choris coelestium, O Maria! 

— Chorus. 



370 

SANCTISSIMA! 



OSANCTISSIMA, 
O piissima, 
Dulcis Virgo Maria! 
Mater amata, 
Intemerata, 
Ora, ora pro nobis. 



Tu solatium, 
Et refugium, 
Virgo, Mater Maria! 
Quidquid optamus, 
Per te speramus: 
Ora, ora pro nobis. 

448 



3 

Ecce debiles, 
Perquam flebiles, 
Salva nos, O Maria! 
Tolle languores, 
Sana dolores, 
Ora, ora pro nobis. 

4 

Virgo, respice, 
Mater, aspice, 
Audi nos, O Maria! 
Tu medicinam, 
Portas divinam, 
Ora, ora pro nobis. 



371 

AVE, MATER GRATIAE. 



aVE, Mater gratiae, 
Ave, Virgo virginum, 
Spes salutis hominum, 
Mater alma gratiae. 



Ave, Mater gratiae, 
Ave, sidus rutilum, 
Laus et decus ordinum, 
Coelestis militiae. 

449 



• 



3 
Ave, Mater gratiae, 
Consolatrix inclyta 
Opem fer, et visita 
Certantes in acie. 

4 
Ave, Mater gratiae, 
Peccatorum vincula 
Solve, prece sedula 
Praesentis familiae. 

5 
Ave, Mater gratiae, 
O lux beatissima, 
Esto nobis lucida 
Fulgens sole gloriae. 

6 

Ave, Mater gratiae, 

Tu benigna diceris : 

Miserere miseris 

Virgo Mater gratiae. Amen. 



372 

SALVE PATER SALVATORIS. 
Chorus. 

JALVE, Pater Salvatoris, 
Salve, custos Redemptoris, 
O Joseph amabilis, Salve, Salve! 

450 



Salve Pater Jesu mei, 

Sponse Genitricis Dei, 

Quern decorat piiritas, 

Salve, Salve! 



Pium pius te patronum, 
Te tutorem dedit fidum 
Pontifer Ecclesiae, 
Salve, Salve! 

3 

Exulantes consolare, 
Morientes amplexare, 
Quos hie habes servulos 
Salve, Salve! 

4 
Joseph, fill David regis, 
Recondare Christi gregis 
In die judicii 

Salve, Salve! 

5 

Salvatorem deprecare 
Ut not velit liberare 
Nostrae mortis tempore 
Salve, Salve! 

6 

Te precante, vita functf,. 
Sint cum angelis conjunct! 
In celesti patria 
Salve, Salve! 

45i 



X 



373 

INVIOLATA. 
NVIOLATA,integra et casta es, Maria, 



Quae es effecta fulgida coeli porta 
O Mater alma Christi carissima! 
Suscipe pia laudum praeconia. 
Te nunc flagitant devota corda et ora. 
Nostra ut pura pectora sint et corpora. 
Tua per precata dulcisona, 
Nobis concedas veniam per saecula. 
O benigna ! O Regina ! O Maria ! 
Quae sola inviolata permansisti. 

374 

REGINA COELI JUBILA. 



REGINA Coeli jiibila, 
J^a Gaude Maria! 
Jam pulsa cedent nubila, 
Alleluia ! Laetare, O Maria ! 



Quam digna terris gignere, 

Gaude Maria! 
Vivis restirget funere, 

Alleluia ! 

3 
Sunt fracta mortis spicula, 

Gaude Maria! 
Jesu jacet mors subdita, 

Alleluia ! 

452 



4 
Acerbitas solatium, 

Gaude Maria! 
Luctus redonat gaudium, 

Alleluia ! 

5 
Turbata sputis liimina 

Gaude Maria! 
Phaebea vincunt fulgura 

Alleluia ! 

6 

Manum pediimque vulnera, 

Gaude Maria! 
Sunt gratiarum fulmina, 

Alleluia ! 



7 
Transversa ligni robora, 

Gaude Maria! 
Sunt sceptra regni fulgida, 

Alleluia ! 



Lucet arundo purpura, 
Gaude Maria! 

Ut fulva terrae viscera, 
Alleluia ! 

9 
Catena, clavi, lancea, 

Gaude Maria! 
Triumphi sunt insignia, 

Alleluia ! 

453 



10 

Ergo Maria plaudito, 

Gaude Maria! 
Clientibus succiirrito, 

Alleluia! 

375 

DO MINE NON SECUNDUM PEC- 
CATA NOSTRA. 

OOMINE non secundum peccata nostra, 
quae fecimus nos : neque secundum 
iniquitates nostras retribuas nobis. 

Domine, ne memineris iniquitatum nos- 
trarum antiquarum cito anticipent nos mis- 
ericordiae tuae: quia pauperes facti sumus 
nimis. 

Adjuva nos, Deus salutaris noster et 
propter gloriam nominis tui, Domine, libera 
nos et propitius esto peccatis nostris, 
propter nomen tuum. 



376 and 377 

LITANY OF THE SACRED HEART 
OF JESUS. 

JYRIE, eleison. 
Christe, eleison. 
Kyrie, eleison. 

Christe, audi nos. Christe, exaiidi nos. 
Pater de coelis Deus, miserere nobis. 
Fili,Redemptor mundi Deus, miserere nobis. 
Spiritus Sancte, Deus, miserere nobis. 
Sancta Trinitas, unus Deus, miserere nobis. 

454 



Cor Jesu, Filii Patris aeterni, miserere nobis 
Cor Jesu, in sinu Virginis Matris a 

Spiritu Sancto formatum, 
Cor Jesu, Verbo Dei substantialiter 

unitum, 
Cor Jesu, majestatis infinitae, 
Cor Jesu, templum Dei sanctum, 
Cor Jesu, tabernaculum Altissimi, 
Cor Jesu, domus Dei et porta coeli, 
Cor Jesu, fornax ardens caritatis, 
Cor Jesu, justitiae et amoris recepta- 

culum, 
Cor Jesu, bonitate et amore plenum, 
Cor Jesu, virtutum omnium abyssus, 
Cor Jesu, omni laude dignissimum, 
Cor Jesu, rex et centrum omnium cor- 

dium, 
Cor Jesu, in quo sunt omnes thesauri 

sapientiae et scientiae, 
Cor Jesu, in quo habitat omnis pleni- 

tiido divinitatis, 
Cor Jesu, in quo Pater sibi bene com- 

placuit, 
Cor Jesu, de cujus plenitudine omnes 

nos accepimus, 
Cor. Jesu, desiderium collium aeterno- 

rum, 
Cor Jesu, patiens et multae misericor- 

diae, 
Cor Jesu, dives in omnes qui invocant 

Te, 
Cor Jesu, fons vitae et sanctitatis, 
Cor Jesu, propitiatio pro peccatis nos- 

tris, 
Cor Jesu, saturatum opprobriis, 

455 



or 



Co 



Cor Jesu, attritum propter scelera nos- 
tra, 
Cor Jesu, usque ad mortem obediens 

factum, 
Cor Jesu, lancea perforatum, 
Cor Jesu, fons totius consolationis, 
Cor Jesu, vita et resurrectio nostra, 
Cor Jesu, pax et reconciliatio nostra, 
Cor Jesu, victima peccatorum, 
Cor Jesu, salus in Te sperantium, 
Cor Jesu, spes in Te morientium, 
Cor Jesu, deliciae Sanctorum omnium, 
Agnus Dei qui tollis peccata mundi, parce 

nobis Domine. 
Agnus Dei qui tollis peccata mundi, ex- 

audi nos Domine. 
Agnus Dei qui tollis peccata mundi, mise- 
rere nobis. 

V. Jesu mitis et humilis corde. 

1$. Fac cor nostrum secundum Cor tuum. 

378 to 380 

LITANY OF THE BLESSED VIRGIN. 

fYRIE, eleison. 
Christe, eleison. 
Kyrie, eleison. 
Christe, audi nos. 
Christe, exandi nos. 
Pater de coelis, Deus, miserere nobis. 
Fiji, Redemptor mundi, Deus, miserer** 
Spiritus Sancte, Deus, miserere nobis. 
Sancta Trinitas, unus Deus, miserere. 

456 



Sancta Maria, 
Sancta Dei Genitrix, 
Sancta Virgo Virginum, 
Mater Christi, 
Mater divinae gratiae, 
Mater purissima, 
Mater castissima, 
Mater inviolat'a, 
Mater intemerata, 
Mater amabilis, 
Mater admirabilis, 
Mater boni consilii, 
Mater Creatoris, 
Mater Salvatoris, 
Virgo prudentissima, 
Virgo veneranda, 
Virgo praedicanda, 
Virgo potens, 
Virgo clemens, 
Virgo fidelis, 
Speculum justitiae, 
Sedes sapientiae, 
Causa nostrae laetitiae, 
Vas spirituale, 
Vas honorabile, 
Vas insigne devotionis, 
Rosa mystica, 
Turris Davidica, 
Turris eburnea, 
Domus aurea, 
Foederis area, 
Janua coeli, 
Stella matutina, 
Salus infirmorum, 
Refugium peccatorum, 

457 



O 






o 

Co 



Consolatrix afflictorum, 

Auxilium Christianorum, 

Regina Angelorum, 

Regina Patriarcharum, 

Regina Prophetarum, 

Regina Apostolorum, 

Regina Martyrum, 

Regina Confessorum, 

Regina Virginum, 

Regina Sanctorum omnium, 

Regina sine labe originali concepta, 

Regina Sacratissimi Rosarii, 

Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi, 

parce nobis, Domine. 
Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi, 

exaudi nos, Domine. 
Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi, 

miserere nobis. 

T. Ora pro nobis, sancta Dei Genitrix. 

1^. Ut digni efficiamur promissionibus 
Christi. 

381 

RORATE, COELI, DESUPER. 

(Tempore Adventus.) 

Rorate, coeli, desuper : et nubes pluant jus- 
tum. — Rorate . . . 



GE irascaris, Domine: ne ultra memineris 
iniquitatis nostrae : Ecce civitas Sancti 
tui facta est deserta, Sion deserta facta est : 



458 



Jerusalem desolata est : domus sanctificati- 
onis nostrae et gloriae nostrae ubi lauda- 
verunt te patres nostri. — Rorate . . . 



Peccavimus, et facti sumus ut immundus 
omnes nos, et cecidimus quasi folium uni- 
versi: et iniquitates nostrae quasi ventus 
abstulerunt nos : abscondisti f aciem tiiam 
a nobis, et allisisti nos in manu iniquitatis 
nostrae. — Rorate . . . 

3 
Vide, Domine, afflictionem populi tui, et 
mitte quern missurus es : emitte Agnum 
dominatorem terrae de petra deserti ad 
montem filiae Sion: ut auferat ipse jugum 
captivitatis nostrae. — Rorate . . . 

4 
Consolamini, consolamini, popule meus: 
cito veniet salus tua. Quare moerore con- 
stimeris? quare innovavit te dolor? Sal- 
vabo te, noli timere : ego enim sum Dominus 
Deus tuus, Sanctus Israel, Redemptor tuus. 
— Rorate . . . 

382 

ASPERGES ME. 

?HTSPERGES me, Domine, hissopo, et 
!LA mtindabor : lavabis me, et super nivem 
dealbabor. 

Miserere mei, Deus,* secundum magnam 
misericordiam tuam. 

459 



Gloria Patri, et Filio, et Spiritui Sancto :* 
Sicut erat in principio et nunc et semper, * 
et in saecula saeculorum. Amen. Asperges 
me . . . 

y. Ostende nobis .'•"'. . tuam. 

I£. Et salutare tuum da nobis. 

y. Domine, exaudi ... meam. 

1$. Et clamor meus ad te veniat. 

y. Dominus vobiscum. 

I£. Et cum spiritu tuo. IJ. Amen. 



383 

VIDIAQUAM. 

VIDI aquam egredientem de templo, a 
latere dextro, alleluia: et omnes, ad 
quos pervenit aqua ista, salvi facti sunt, et 
dicent, alleluia, alleluia. 

Confitemini Domino quoniam bonus : 
quoniam in saeculum misericordia ejus. 
Gloria Patri . . . etc. 

y. Ostende, nobis, Domine, misericor- 
diam tuam. Alleluia. 

R. Et salutare tuum da nobis. Alleluia. 
y. Domine exaudi orationem meam. 
IjL Et clamor meus ad te veniat. 
y.. Dominus vobiscum. 
1^. Et cum spiritu tuo. 

Oremus . . . 
]^. Amen. 

460 



384 to 387 

MISS A. ■ 
Kyrie Eleison. 

YRIE eleison. (three times.) 
Christe eleison. (three times.) 
Kyrie eleison. (three times.) 

Gloria. 

/^YLORIA in excelsis Deo: et in terra 
\LA pax hominibus bonae voluntatis. Lau- 
damus te. Benedicimus te. Adoramus te. 
Glorificamus te. Gratias agimus tibi, 
propter magnam gloriam tuam. Domine 
Deus, Rex coelestis, Deus Pater omni- 
potens ; Domine Fili unigenite, Jesu Christe : 
Domine Deus, Agnus Dei, Filius Patris. 
Qui tollis peccata mundi, miserere nobis. 
Qui tollis peccata mundi, siiscipe depreca- 
tionem nostram. Qui sedes ad dexteram 
Patris, miserere nobis. Quoniam tu solus 
Sanctus ; Tu solus Dominus ; Tu solus 
Altissimus, Jesu Christe, cum Sancto 
Spiritu, in gloria Dei Patris. Amen. 

Credo. 

GREDO in unum Deum, Patrem omnipo- 
tentem, factorem coeli et terrae, visi- 
bilium omnium et invisibilium. Et in unum 
Dominum Jesum Christum, Filium Dei uni- 
genitum: et ex Patre natum ante omnia 
saecula; Deum de Deo, lumen de ltimine, 
Deum verum de Deo vero; genitum non 
factum, consubstantialem Patri; per quern 

461 



omnia facta sunt; qui propter nos homines 
et propter nostram saliitem descendit de 
coelis ; et incarnatus est de Spiritu Sancto 
ex Maria Virgine: ET HOMO FACTUS 
EST; crucifixus etiam pro nobis sub Pontio 
Pilato, passus et sepiiltus est; et resurrexit 
tertia die secundum Scripturas; et ascendit 
in coelum, sedet ad dexteram Patris ; et 
iterum ventiirus est cum gloria judicare 
vivos et mortuos, cujus regni non erit finis. 
Et in Spiritum Sanctum Dominum et vivi- 
ficantem; qui ex Patre Filioque procedit: 
qui cum Patre et Filio simul adoratur, et 
conglorificatur ; qui lociitus est per prophe- 
tas. Et unam sanctam catholicam et apos- 
tolicam Ecclesiam. Confiteor unum bap- 
tisma in remissionem peccatorum: et ex- 
specto resurrectionem mortuorum, et vitam 
A^enturi saeculi. Amen. 

Sanctas. 

JANCTUS, Sanctus, Sanctus, Dominus 
Deus Sabaoth. Pleni sunt coeli et terra 
gloria tua : Hosanna in excelsis. Benedic- 
tus qui venit in nomine Domini : Hosanna 
in excelsis. 

Agnus Dei. 

HGNUS Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi, 
miserere nobis. 
Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi, mise- 
rere nobis. 
Agnus Dei, qui tollis peccata mundi, dona 
nobis pacem. 

462 



388 

THE RESPONSES AT HIGH MASS. 
I. — At the Prayers. 

y. Dominus vobiscum. 
ty. Et cum spiritu tuo. 

II.— At the Gospel. 

V. Dominus vobiscum. 
^. Et cum spiritu tuo. 
y. Sequentia sancti Evangelii secundum 
Matthaeum. 

1$. Gloria tibi Domine. 

III.— At the Preface. 

T. Per omnia saecula saeculorum. 

R. Amen. 

T. Dominus vobiscum. 

^. Et cum spiritu tuo. 

T. Sursum corda. 

1$. Habemus ad Dominum. 

y. Gratias agamus Domino Deo nostro. 

IJ. Dignum et justum est. 

IV. — At the Pater Noster. 

y. Per omnia saecula saeculorum. 
I£. Amen. 

y. Et ne nos inducas in tentationeiru 
fy. Sed libera nos a malo. 

V. — At the Pax Domini. 

y. Per omnia saecula saeculorum. 
R. Amen. 

463 



y. Pax 4* Domini sit + semper vo- 
biscum. 

R. Et cum spiritu tuo. 

VI. — He Missa Est or Benedicamus 
Domino. 

y. Ite, missa est. (Alleluia.) 
3$. Deo gratias. (Alleluia.) 
y. Benedicamus Domino. 
I£. Deo gratias. 

389 

WHEN A BISHOP GIVES THE 
BLESSING. 

{At the conclusion of a Pontifical 
High Mass.) 

T. Sit nomen Domini benedictum. 

B. Ex hoc nunc et usque in saeculum. 

T. Adjutorium nostrum in nomine 
Domini. 

I£. Qui fecit coelum et terram. 

y. Benedicat vos omnipotens Deus: 
Pater, et Filius, et Spiritus Sanctus. 

IJ. Amen. 

390 

MISSA PRO DEFUNCTIS. 

I. — Introit. 

^^EQUIEM aeternam dona eis Domine: 
J3& et lux perpetua luceat eis. 

Ps. Te decet hymnus Deus in Sion, et 
tibi reddetur votum in Jerusalem : * exaudi 

464 



orationem meam, ad te omnis caro veniet. — 
Requiem . . . 

77. — Kyrie. 

Kyrie eleison. (three times.) 
Christe eleison. (three times.) 
Kyrie eleison. (three times.) 

III. — Graduate. 

Requiem aeternam dona eis Domine : et 
lux perpetua liiceat eis. 

T. In memoria aeterna erit Justus: ab 
auditione mala non timebit. 

IV. — Tractus. 

Absolve Domine, animas omnium ndelium 
defunctorum, ab omni vinculo delictorum. 

y . Et gratia tua illis succurrente, mere- 
antur evadere judicium ultionis. 

T. Et lucis aeternae beatitiidine perfrui. 

V. — Dies Irae, Dies Ilia. 

i — Dies irae, dies ilia, 

Solvet saeclum in favilla: 
Teste David cum Sibylla. 

2. — Quantus tremor est f uttirus, 
Quando judex est venturus, 
Cuncta stricte discusstirus ! 

3 — Tuba mirum spargens sonum 
Per septilcra regionum, 
Coget omnes ante thronum. 

465 



4 — Mors stupebit et nattira, 
Cum resiirget creatura, 
Judicanti responsiira. 

5 — Liber scriptus proferetur, 
In quo totum continetur, 
Unde mundus judicetur. 

6 — Judex ergo, cum sedebit, 
Quidquid latet apparebit: 
Nil inultum remanebit. 

7 — Q u id sum miser tunc dictiirus ? 
Quern patronum rogaturus? 
Cum vix Justus sit securus. 

8 — Rex tremendae majestatis, 
Qui salvandos salvas gratis, 
Salva me, fons pietatis. 

9 — Recordare, Jesu pie, 

Quod sum causa tuae viae, 
Ne me perdas ilia die. 

10 — Quaerens me sedisti lassus, 
Redemisti crucem passus : 
Tantus labor non sit cassus. 

ii — Juste Judex ultionis, 
Donum fac remissionis 
Ante diem rationis. 

12 — Ingemisco tanquam reus, 
Culpa rubet vultus mens, 
Supplicanti parce Deus. 

466 



13 — Qui Mariam absolvisti, 
Et latronem exaudisti, 
Mihi quoque spem dedisti. 

14 — Preces meae non sunt dignae : 
Sed tu bonus fac benigne, 
Ne perenni cremer igne. 

15 — Inter oves locum praesta, 
Et ab hoedis me sequestra, 
Statuens in parte dextra. 

16 — Confutatis maledictis, 
Flammis acribus addictis, 
Voca me cum benedictis. 

17 — Oro supplex et acclinis, 
Cor contritum quasi cinis : 
Gere curam mei finis. 

18 — Lacrymosa dies ilia, 
Qua resurget ex favilla 
Judicandus homo reus. 

19 — Huic ergo parce Deus; 
Pie Jesu Domine, 
Dona eis requiem. Amen. 

VI.— At the Gospel. 

y . Dominus vobiscum. 
ty. Et cum spiritu tuo. 
T. Sequentia sancti Evangelii secundum 
Joanem. 

B. Gloria tibi Domine. 

467 



VIL — Offertorium. 

Domine Jesu Christe, Rex gloriae, libera 
animas omnium fidelium defunctorum de 
poenis inferni, et de prof undo lacu : libera 
eas de ore leonis, ne absorbeat eas tartarus, 
ne cadant in obscurum, sed signifer sanctus 
Michael repraesentet eas in lucem sanctam : 
Quam olim Abrahae promisisti, et semini 
ejus. 

y. Hostias et preces tibi Domine laudis 
of ferimus : tu siiscipe pro animabus illis r 
quarum hodie memoriam f acimus : f ac eas,, 
Domine, de morte transire ad vitam. Quam 
olim Abrahae promisisti, et semini ejus. 

VIII.— At the Preface. 

Y . Per omnia saecula saeculorum. 

1^. Amen. 

y. Dominus vobiscum. 

B . Et cum spiritu tuo. 

T. Sursum corda. 

I£. Habemus ad Dominum. 

T. Gratias agamus Domino Deo nostro. 

^. Dignum et justum est. 
IX. — Sanctus. 

Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus Dominus Deus 
Sabaoth. Pleni sunt coeli et terra gloria 
tua. Hosanna in excelsis. Benedictus qui 
venit in nomine Domini. Hosanna in ex- 
celsis. 

X. — At the Pater Ngster.' 

T. Per omnia saecula saeculorum. 

B. Amen. 

T. Et ne nos inducas in tentationem. 

1$. Sed libera nos a malo. 

468 



XL — At the Pax Domini. 

X . Per omnia saecula saeculorum. 
I£. Amen. 

if. Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum. 
I£. Et cum spiritu tuo. 



XII. — Agnus Dei. 

Agnus Dei qui tollis peccata mundi, dona 

eis requiem. 
Agnus Dei qui tollis peccata mundi, dona 

eis requiem. 
Agnus Dei qui tollis peccata mundi, dona 

eis requiem sempiternam. 

XIII. — Communio. 

Lux aeterna liiceat eis, Domine : Cum 
Sanctis tuis in aeternum, quia pius es. 

Y . Requiem aeternam dona eis Domine, 
et lux perpetua liiceat eis. 

Cum Sanctis tuis in aeternum, quia pius es. 

XIV. — At the end of the Mass. 

T. Dominus vobiscum. 

1$. Et cum spiritu tuo. 

if. Requiescant in pace. 

I£. Amen. 

391 

LIBERA. 

HIBERA me, Domine, de morte aeterna, 
in die ilia tremenda : * Quando coeli 
movendi sunt et terra : f Dum veneris ju- 
dicare saeculum per ignem. 

469 






T. Tremens f actus sum ego, et timeo, 
dum disciissio venerit, atque ventura ira. * 

Quando coeli movendi sunt et terra. 

y. Dies ilia, dies irae, calamitatis et 
miseriae, dies magna et amara valde. f 
Dum veneris judicare saeculum per ignem. 

T. Requiem aeternam dona eis Domine: 
et lux perpetua luceat eis. 

Libera . . . per ignem. 

Kyrie eleison. — Christe eleison. — Kyrie 
eleison. — Pater noster . . . 

T. Et ne nos inducas in tentationem. 

B. Sed libera nos a malo. 

V. A porta inferi. 

^. Erue Domine animam ejus. (Animas 
eorum.) 

T. Requiescat (requiescant) in pace. 

B. Amen. 

T. Domine, exaudi orationem meam. 

1^. Et clamor meus ad te veniat. 

y. Dominus vobiscum. 

I?. Et cum spiritu tuo. 
Oremus ... ^. Amen. 

T. Requiem aeternam dona ei (eis) 
Domine. 

1^. Et lux perpetua luceat ei (eis). 

y. Requiescat (requiescant) in pace. 

R. Amen. 

392 

JESU, SALVATOR MUNDL 

OJESU, Salvator mundi, exaudi preces 
supplicum. 
Pie Jesu Domine, dona eis requiem sem- 
piternam. Amen. 

470 



393 

®ll* tihntmtott nf All Hwptx* 



y. Deus in adjutorium meum intende. 

IJ. Domine, ad adjuvandum me festina. 

Gloria Patri, et Filio, et Spiritui Sancto. 

Sicut erat in principio, et nunc, et semper, 
et in saecula saeculorum. Amen. 

Alleluia. (Laus tibi Domine, Rex aeter- 
nae gloriae.) 

II. Five Psalms. Page 474. 

III. Chapter. IJ. Deo gratias. 

IV. Hymn and Versicle. 

V. Antiphon of Magnificat and Mag- 

nificat. 
y. Dominus vobiscum. 
I£. Et cum spiritu tuo. — Oremus . . . 
^. Amen. 

VI. Commemorations, if any are to be 

made. 

VII. T. Benedicamus Domino. 
IJ. Deo gratias. 

VIII. Antiphon to B. V. Mary: (Alma 
Redemptoris. — Ave Regina. — Re- 
gina coeli. — Salve Regina.) 

V. Oremus ... R. Amen. 

V . Divinum auxilium maneat semper no- 
biscum. 

ij. Amen. 

471 



394 

FIRST ANTIPHON: ALMA REDEMP- 
TORIS MATER. 

aLMA Redemptoris Mater, quae pervia 
coeli 

Porta manes, et stella maris, succurre 
cadenti; 

Siirgere qui curat, populo: tu quae 
genuisti, 

Natiira mirante, tuum sanctum Geni- 
torem, 

Virgo prius, ac posterius, Gabrielis ab ore, 

Sumens illud Ave, peccatorum miserere. 

T. Angelus Domini nuntiavit Mariae. 
I>. Et concepit de Spiritu Sancto. 

After Advent. 

V. Post partum, Virgo, inviolata per- 
mansisti. 

1^. Dei Genitrix intercede pro nobis. 

395 

SECOND ANTIPHON: AVE REGINA 
COELORUM. 

aVE, Regina coelorum, 
Ave, Domina Angelorum, 
Salve radix, salve porta, 
Ex qua mundo lux est orta: 
Gaude, Virgo gloriosa, 
Super omnes speciosa: 
Vale, o valde decora, 
Et pro nobis Christum exora. 

472 



, 



T. Dignare me laudare te, Virgo 
sacrata. 

R. Da mihi virtutem contra hostes tuos. 

396 

THIRD ANTIPHON: REGINA CO ELI. 

<^^EGINA coeli, laetare, alleluia: 

A^L Quia quern meruisti portare, alleluia: 

Resurrexit sicut dixit, alleluia : 

Ora pro nobis Deum, alleluia. 

T. Gaude et laetare, Virgo Maria, al- 
leluia. 

IJ. Quia surrexit Dominus vere, alleluia. 

397 and 398 

FOURTH ANTIPHON: SALVE 
REGINA. 

JALVE, Regina, Mater misericordiae, 
vita dulcedo, et spes nostra, salve. Ad 
te clamamus exsules filii Hevae. Ad te sus- 
piramus, gementes et flentes in hac lacry- 
marum valle. Eia ergo, Advocata nostra, 
illos tuos misericordes oculos ad nos con- 
verte. Et Jesum, benedictum fructum 
ventris tui, nobis post hoc exsilium ostende : 
O clemens, o pia, o dulcis Virgo Maria ! 

T: Ora pro nobis, Sancta Dei Genitrix. 
IJ. Ut digni efficiamur promissionibus 
Christi. 

399 

PSALM TONES. 

The Accompaniment of the Psalms is given 

in the harmonized edition. 

473 



H*Bp*r Jtealmfi 



The following are all the Psalms sung on 
Festivals and Sundays through- 
out the Year. 



400 

DIXIT DOMINUS. 
Psalm 109. 

OIXIT Dominus Domino meo: * Sede a 
dextris meis, 

2. Donee ponam inimicos tuos, * scabel- 
lum pedum tuorum. 

3. Virgam virtutis tuae emittet Dominus 
ex Sion * dominare in medio inimicorum 
tuorum. 

4. Tecum principium in die virtutis tuae 
in splendoribus Sanctorum : * ex titero ante 
lucif erum genui te. 

5. Juravit Dominus, et non poenitebit 
eum : * Tu es Sacerdos in aeternum secun- 
dum ordinem Melchisedech. 

6. Dominus a dextris tuis : * conf regit in 
die irae suae reges. 

7. Judicabit in nationibus, implebit ru- 
inas : * conquassabit capita in terra mul- 
torum. 

8. De torrente in via bibet * propterea 
exaltabit caput. 

9. Gloria Patri, etc. 

474 



401 

CONFITEBOR TIBI. 
Psalm no. 

GONFITEBOR tibi, Domine, in toto 
corde meo ; * in consilio justorum, et 
congregations 

2. Magna opera Domini : * exquisita in 
omnes voluntates ejus. 

3. Confessio et magnificentia opus ejus : * 
et justitia ejus manet in saeculum saeculi. 

4. Memoriam fecit mirabilium suorum f 
misericors et miserator Dominus : * escam 
dedit timentibus se. 

5. Memor erit in saeculum testamenti 
sui : * virtutem operum suorum annunti- 
abit populo suo. 

6. Ut det illis haereditatem gentium: * 
opera manuum ejus Veritas et judicium. 

7. Fidelia omnia mandata ejus : f con- 
firmata in saeculum saeculi, * facta in veri- 
tate et aequitate. 

8. Redemptionem misit populo suo; * 
mandavit in aeternum testamentum suum. 

9. Sanctum, et terribile nomen ejus * 
initium sapientiae timor Domini. 

10. Intellectus bonus omnibus facientibus 
eum: * laudatio ejus manet in saeculum 
saeculi. 

n. Gloria Patri, etc. 
475 



-to 



402 

BEATUS VIR. 
Psalm in. 

©EATUS vir qui timet Dominum, * in 
mandatis ejus volet nimis. 

2. Potens in terra erit semen ejus ; * 
^eneratio rectorum benedicetur. 

3. Gloria et divitiae in domo ejus; * et 
justitia ejus manet in saeculum saeculi. 

4. Exortum est in tenebris lumen rectis, * 
misericors et miserator, et Justus. 

5.. Juciindus homo qui miseretur et com- 
modat, f disponet sermones suos in judicio; 
* quia in aeternum non commovebitur. 

6. In memoria aeterna erit Justus: * ab 
auditione mala non timebit. 

7. Paratum cor ejus sperare in Domino, 
j confirmatum est cor ejus; * non com- 
movebitur donee despiciat inimicos suos. 

8. Dispersit. dedit pauperibus ; f justitia 
ejus manet in saeculum saeculi, * cornu 
ejus exaltabitur in gloria. 

9. Peccator videbit, et irascetur, f dent- 
ibus suis f remet, et tabescet : * desiderium 
peccatorum peribit. 

10. Gloria Patri, etc. 

403 

LAUD ATE, PUERL 
Psalm 112. 

HAUDATE pueri Dominum : * laudate 
nomen Domini. 
2. Sit nomen Domini benedictum : * ex 
hoc nunc, et usque in saeculum. 

476 



3- A solis ortu usque ad occasum, * 
laudabile nomen Domini. 

4. Excelsus super omnes gentes Do- 
minus, * et super coelos gloria ejus. 

5. Quis sicut Dominus Deus noster, qui 
in altis habitat, * et humilia respicit in coelo 
et in terra? 

6. Suscitans a terra inopem, * et de ster- 
core erigens pauperem. 

7. Ut collocet eum cum principibus, * 
cum principibus populi sui. 

8. Qui habitare facit sterilem in domo, * 
matrem filiorum laetantem. 

9. Gloria Patri, etc. 



404 

IN EXITU ISRAEL. 
Psalm 113. 
N exitu Israel de ^Egypto, * domus 



x 



Jacob de populo barbaro : 

2. Facta est Judaea sanctificatio ejus, * 
Israel potestas ejus. 

3. Mare vidit, et fugit: * Jordanis con- 
versus est retrorsum. 

4. Montes exultaverunt ut arietes, * et 
colles sicut agni ovium. 

5. Quid est tibi mare, quod fugisti, * et 
tu Jordanis, quia conversus es retrorsum ? 

6. Montes exultastis sicut arietes, * et 
colles sicut agni ovium. 

7. A facie Domini mota est terra, * a 
facie Dei Jacob. 

477 



8. Qui convertit petram in stagna aqua- 
rum, * et rupem in fontes aquarum. 

9. Non nobis, Domine, non nobis : * sed 
nomini tuo da gloriam: 

10. Super misericordia tua et veritate 
tua, * nequando dicant gentes : Ubi est 
Deus eorum? 

11. Deus autem noster in coelo: * omnia 
quaeciimque voluit, fecit. 

12. Simulacra gentium argentum et au- 
rum, * opera manuum hominum. 

13. Os habent, et non loquentur: * oculos 
habent, et non videbunt. 

14. Aures habent, et non audient: * 
nares habent, et non odorabunt. 

15. Manus habent, et non palpabunt: f 
pedes habent, et non ambulabunt: * non 
clamabunt in gutture suo. 

16. Similes illis fiant qui faciunt ea: * et 
omnes qui confidunt in eis. 

17. Domus Israel speravit in Domino: * 
adjutor eorum et protector eorum est. 

18. Domus Aaron speravit in Domino: * 
adjutor eorum et protector eorum est. 

19. Qui timent Dominum, speraverunt in 
Domino: * adjutor $6rum et protector 
eorum est. 

20. Dominus memor fuit nostri: * et 
benedixit nobis. 

21. Benedixit domui Israel: * benedixit 
domui Aaron. 

22. Benedixit omnibus qui timent Do- 
minum, * pusillis cum majoribus. 

23. Adjiciat Dominus super vos: * super 
vos, et super filios vestros. 

478 



24. Benedicti vos a Domino, * qui fecit 
coelum, et terram. 

25. Coelum coeli Domino: * terram au- 
tem.dedit fillis hominum. 

26. Non mortui laudabunt te, Domine : * 
neque omnes, qui descendunt in infernum. 

27. Sed nos qui vivimus, benedicimus 
Domino, * ex hoc nunc, et usque in sae- 
culum. 

28. Gloria Patri, etc. 



405 

MAGNIFICAT. 
Canticum B. V. M. 

y|\AGNIFICAT * anima mea Dominum. 
>M 2. Et exsultavit spiritus meus * in Deo 
salutari meo. 

3. Quia respexit humilitatem ancillae 
suae : * ecce enim ex hoc beatam me dicent 
omnes generationes. 

4. Quia fecit mihi magna qui potens est,* 
et sanctum nomen ejus. 

5. Et misericordia ejus a progenie in pro- 
genies * timentibus eum. 

6. Fecit potentiam in brachio suo: * 
dispersit superbos mente cordis sui. 

7. Deposuit potentes de sede, * et ex- 
altavit hiimiles. 

8. Esurientes implevit bonis : * et divites 
dimisit inanes. 

9. Suscepit Israel puerum suum, * re- 
cordatus misericordiae suae. 

479 



io. Sicut lociitus est ad patres nostros, * 
Abraham, et semini ejus in saecula. 
ii. Gloria Patri, etc. 

406 

CONFITEBOR QUONIAM. 
Psalm 137 

GONFITEBOR tibi, Domine, in toto 
corde meo: * quoniam audisti verba 
oris mei. 

2. In conspectu Angelorum psallam tibi :* 
adorabo ad templum sanctum tuum, et 
confitebor nomini tuo. 

3. Super misericordia tua, et veritate 
tua: * quoniam magnificasti super omne, 
nomen sanctum tuum. 

4. In quaciimque die invocavera te, ex- 
audi me, * multiplicabis in anima mea 
virtutem. 

5. Confiteantur tibi, Domine, omnes re- 
ges terrae: * quia audierunt omnia verba 
oris tui : 

6. Et cantent in viis Domini: * quoniam 
magna est gloria Domini. 

7. Quoniam excelsus Dominus, et hu- 
milia respicit : * et alta a longe cognoscit. 

8. Si ambulavero in medio tribulationis, 
vivificabis me: f et super iram inimicorum 
meorum extendisti manum tuam, * et sal- 
vum me fecit dextera tua. 

9. Dominus retribuet pro me: f Domine 
misericordia tua in saeculum * opera manu- 
um tuarum ne despicias. 

10. Gloria Patri, etc. 

480 



407 

CREDIDI. 

Psalm 115. 

/^TREDIDI, propter quod lociitus sum; * 
vA. ego autem humiliatus sum nimis. 

2. Ego dixi in excessu meo: * Omnis 
homo mendax. 

3. Quid retribuam Domino * pro omni- 
bus quae retribuit mihi? 

4. Calicem salutaris accipiam, * et nomen 
Domini invocabo. 

5. Vota mea Domino reddam coram 
omni populo ejus: * pretiosa in conspectu 
Domini mors sanctorum ejus. 

6. O Domine, quia ego servus tuus : * 
ego servus tuus, et filius ancillae tuae. 

7. Dirupisti vincula mea : f tibi sacrifica- 
bo hostiam laudis, * et nomen Domini invo- 
cabo. 

8. Vota mea Domino reddam in conspectu 
omnis populi ejus: * in atriis domus Do- 
mini, in medio tui, Jerusalem. 

9. Gloria Patri, etc. 



408 

IN CONVERTENDO. 
Psalm 125. 
N convertendo Dominus captivitatem 



x 



Sion ; * facti sumus sicut consolati. 
2. Tunc repletum est gaudio os nos- 
trum : * et lingua nostra exsultatione. 

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3- Tunc dicent inter gentes: * Magnifica- 
vit Dominus facere cum eis. 

4. Magnificavit Dominus facere nobis- 
cum, * facti sumus laetantes. 

5. Converte, Domine, captivitatem nos- 
tram, * sicut torrens in Austro. 

6. Qui seminant in lacrimis, * in exsulta- 
tione metent. 

7. Euntes ibant et flebant; * mittentes 
semina sua. 

8. Venientes autem venient cum exsulta- 
tione, * portantes manipulos suos. 

9. Gloria Patri, etc. 



409 

DOMINE PROBASTI ME. 
Psalm 138. 
OMINE, probasti me, et cognovisti 



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me: * tu cognovisti sessionem meam, 
et resurrectionem meam. 

2. Intellexisti cogitationes meas de 
longe : * semitam meam, et f uniculum meum 
investigasti. 

3. Et omnes vias meas praevidisti : * quia 
non est sermo in lingua mea. 

4. Ecce, Domine, tu cognovisti omnia, 
novissima et antiqua: * tu formasti me, et 
posuisti super me manum tuam. 

5. Mirabilis facta est scientia tua ex 
me : * conf ortata est, et non potero ad earn. 

6. Quo ibo a spiritu tuo ? * et quo a facie 
tua fugiam? 

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J. Si ascendero m coelum, tu illic es : * si 
descendero in infernum, ades. 

8. Si sumpsero pennas meas diluculo, * 
et habitavero in extremis maris : 

9. Etenim illuc manus tua deducet me : * 
et tenebit me dextera tua. 

10. Et dixi : Forsitan tenebrae conculca- 
bunt me : * et nox illuminatio mea in deliciis 
meis. 

11. Quia tenebrae non obscurabuntur a 
te, t et nox sicut dies illuminabitur : * sicut 
tenebrae ejus, ita et lumen ejus. 

12. Quia tu possedisti renes meos: * sus- 
cepisti me de utero matris meae. 

13. Confitebor tibi, quia terribiliter mag- 
nificatus es : f mirabilia opera tua ; * et 
anima mea cognoscit mimis. 

14. Non est occultatum os meum a te, 
quod f ecisti in occulto : * et substantia mea 
in inferioribus terrae. 

15. Imperfectum meum viderunt oculi 
tui, f m libro tuo omnes scribentur: * dies 
formabuntur, et nemo in eis. 

16. Mini autem nimis honorificati sunt 
amici tui, Deus: * nimis confortatus est 
principalis eorum. 

17. Dinumerabo eos, et super arenam 
multiplicabuntur : * exsurrexi, et adhuc sum 
tecum. 

18. Si occideris, Deus, peccatores: * viri 
sanguinum declinate a me : 

19. Quia dicitis in cogitatione: * Accipi- 
ent in vanitate civitates tuas. 

20. Nonne qui oderunt te, Domine, oder- 
am ? * et super inimicos tuos tabescebam ? 

483 . 



21. Perfecto odio oderam illos : * et 
inimici facti sunt mihi. 

22. Proba me, Deus, et scito cor meum : * 
interroga me et cognosce semitas meas. 

23. Et vide, si via jniquitatis in me est: * 
et deduc me in via aeterna. 

24. Gloria Patri, etc. 



410 

DE PROFUNDIS. 

Psalm 129. 

OE profiindis clamavi ad te Domine; * 
Domine, exaudi vocem meam. 

2. Fiant aures tuae intendentes, * in vo- 
cem deprecationis meae. 

3. Si iniquitates observaveris, Domine; * 
Domine, quis sustinebit ? 

4. Quia apud te propitiatio est, * et prop- 
ter legem tuam sustinui te, Domine. 

5. Sustinuit anima mea in verbo ejus; * 
speravit anima mea in Domino. 

6. A custodia matutina usque ad noctem,* 
speret Israel in Domino. 

7. Quia apud Dominum misericordia, * 
et copiosa apud eum redemptio ; 

8. Et ipse redimet Israel * ex omnibus 
iniquitatibus ejus. 

9. Gloria Patri, etc. 

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411 

MEMENTO, DOM IN E, DAVID. 

Psalm 131. 

/|\EMENTO, Domine, David, * et omnis 
>M mansuetudinis ejus : 

2. Sicut juravit Domino, * votum vovit 
Deo Jacob: 

3. Si introiero in tabernaculum domus 
meae: * si ascendero in lectum strati mei: 

4. Si dedero somnum oculis meis,* et pal- 
pebris meis dormitationem ; 

5. Et requiem temporibus meis, donee in- 
veniam locum Domino, * tabernaculum Deo 
Jacob. 

6. Ecce audivimus earn in Ephrata : * in- 
venimus earn in campis silvae. 

7. Introibimus in tabernaculum ejus : * 
adorabimus in loco ubi steterunt pedes ejus. 

8. Surge, Domine, in requiem tuam : * tu 
et area sanctificationis tuae. 

9. Sacerdotes tui induantur justitiam, * 
et sancti tui exsultent. 

10. Propter David servum tuum, * non 
avertas faciem Christi tui. 

11. Juravit Dominus David veritatem, et 
non frustrabitur earn: * de fructu ventris 
tui ponam super sedem tuam. 

12. Si custodierint filii tui testamentum 
meum, * et testimonia mea haec quae do- 
cebo eos : 

13. Et filii eorum usque in saeculum, * 
sedebunt super sedem tuam. 

14. Quoniam elegit Dominus Sion, * 
elegit earn in habitationem sibi. 

485 



15. Haec requies' mea in saeculum sae- 
culi: * hie habitabo, quoniam elegi earn. 

16. Viduam ejus benedicens benedicam : * 
pauperes ejus saturabo panibus. 

17. Saeerdotes ejus induam salutari, * et 
sancti ejus exsultatione exsultabunt. 

18. Uluc prodticam cornu David, * paravi 
lucernam Christo meo. 

19. Inimicos ejus induam confusione: * 
super ipsum autem efflorebit sanctificatio 
mea. 

20/ Gloria Patri, etc. 



412 

LAETATUS SUM. 
Psalm 121, 

HAETATUS sum in his, quae dicta sunt 
mihi: * in domum Domini ibimus. 

2. Stantes erant pedes nostri : * in atriis 
tuis, Jerusalem. 

3. Jerusalem, quae aedificatur ut civitas :* 
cujus participatio ejus in idipsum. 

4. Illuc enim ascenderunt tribus, tribus 
Domini : * testimonium Israel ad confiten- 
dum nomini Domini. 

5. Quia illic sederunt sedes in judicio: * 
sedes super domum David. 

6. Rogate quae ad pacem sunt Jerusa- 
lem ; * et abundantia diligentibus te. 

7. Fiat pax in virtiite tua : * et abundan- 
tia in turribus tuis. 



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8. Propter fratres- meos et proximos 
meos, * loquebar pacem de te. 

9. Propter domum Domini Dei nostri, * 
quaesivi bona tibi. 

io. Gloria Patri, etc • < 



413 

NISI DOMINUS. 
Psalm 126. 

QISI Dominus aedificaverit domum: * in 
vanum laboraverunt qui aedificant 
earn. 

2. Nisi Dominus custodierit. civitatem: * 
f rustra vigilat qui custodit £am. 

3. Vanum est vobis ante lucem surgerer^ 
siirgite post'quam sederitis, qui manducatis 
panem doloris. 

4. Cum dederit dilectis suis somnum : * 
ecce haereditas Domini, filii: merces, fruc- 
tus ventris. 

5. Sicut sagittae in manu potentis : * ita 
filii excussorum. 

6. Beatus vir qui implevit desideriurri 
suum ex ipsis : * non confundetur, cum \d- 
quetur inimicis suis in porta. 

7. Gloria Patri, etc. 

487 



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414 

LAUD A, JERUSALEM. 
Psalm 147. 

AUDA, Jerusalem, Dominum: * lauda 
Deum tuum, Sion. 

2. Quoniam confortavit seras portarum 
tuarum: * benedixit filiis tuis in te. 

3. Qui posuit fines tuos pacem : * et adipe 
frumenti satiat te. 

4. Qui emittit eloquium suum terrae: * 
velociter currit sermo ejus. 

5. Qui dat nivem sicut lanam ; * nebulam 
sicut cinerem spargit. 

6. Mittit crystallum suum sicut buccel- 
las; * ante faciem frigoris ejus quis sus- 
tinebit ? 

7. Emittet verbum suum et liquefaciet 
ea : * flabit spiritus ejus et fluent aquae. 

8. Qui anntintiat verbum suum Jacob: * 
justitias et judicia sua Israel. 

9. Non fecit taliter omni nationi: * et ju- 
dicia sua non manifestavit eis. 

10. Gloria Patri, etc. 



415 

BE ATI OMNES. 
Psalm 127. 
EATI omnes qui timent Dominum, 



© 



qui ambulant in viis ejus. 
2. Labores manuum tuarum quia man- 
ducabis : * beatus es, et bene tibi erit. 

488 



3. Uxor tua sicut vitis abundans, * in 
lateribus domus tuae. 

4. Filii tui sicut novellae olivarum, * in 
circtiitu mensae tuae. 

5. Ecce sic benedicetur homo, * qui timet 
Dominum. 

6. Benedicat tibi Dominus ex Sion : * et 
videas bona Jerusalem omnibus diebus vitae 
tuae. 

7. Et videas f ilios filiorum tuorum ; * pa- 
cem super Israel. 

8. Gloria Patri, etc. 



416 

AD DOMINUM. 
Psalm 119. 
D Dominum cum tribularer, clamavi : * 



B 



et exaudivit me. 

2. Domine, libera animam meam a labiis 
iniquis, * et a lingua dolosa. 

3. Quid detur tibi, aut quid apponatur 
tibi, * ad linguam dolosam? 

4. Sagittae potentis acutae, * cum car- 
bonibus desolatoriis. 

5. Heu mihi, quia incolatus meus pro- 
longatus est: f habitavi cum habitantibus 
Cedar : * multum incola f uit anima mea. 

6. Cum his, qui oderunt pacem, eram pa- 
cificus: * cum loquebar illis, impugnabant 
me gratis. 

7. Requiem aeternam * dona eis Domine. 

8. Et lux: perpetua * luceat eis. 

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o 



. 41? 

DILEXI, QUO;NlAM.- : 

Psalm,' 114. 

ILEXI, quoniam exaudiet Dominus * 
vocem orationis meae. 

2. Quia inclinavit aurem suam mihi: * 
eVin diebus mds ihvocabo. 

3. Circumdederunt me dolores mortis.; * 
eV pericula inf erni invenerunt me. 

4. Tribulationem et dolor em inverii : * et 
nomen Domini invocavi. 

5. O Domine, libera animam meam: f 
misericors Dominus, et Justus, * et Deus 
noster miseretur. :. 

6. Custodiens parvulos Dominus ; * hu- 
miliatus sum, et liberavit me. 

7. Convertere anima mea in requiem 
tuam.: * quia Dominus benefecit tibi. 

8. Quia eripuit animam meam de morte,f 
oculos meos a lacrymis, * pedes meos a 
lajpsu. 

9. Placebo Domino * in regione vivorum. 
io. Requiem aeternam, etc. 

418 

LEV AVI OCULOS. 
Psalm 120. 

V"j?EVAVI oculos meos in montes, * unde 
AA veniet auxilium mihi. 

2, Auxilium meum a Domino, * qui fecit 
coelum et terram. 

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3- Non det in commotionem pedem 
tuum: * neque dormitet qui custodit te. 

4. Ecce non dormitabit, neque dormiet, * 
qui custodit Israel. 

5. Dominus custodit te, Dominus protec- 
tio tua * super manum dexteram tuam. 

6. Per diem sol non uret te,* neque luna 
per noctem. 

7. Dominus custodit te ab omni malo : * 
custodiat animam tuam Dominus. 

8. Dominus custodiat introitum tuum, et 
exitum tuum, * ex hoc nunc, et usque in 
saeculum. 

9. Requiem aeternam, etc. 

419 

LAUD ATE DOMINUM. 
Psalm 116. 

KAUDATE Dominum omnes gentes ; * 
laudate eum omnes populi. 

2. Quoniam confirmata est super nos mis- 
er icordia ejus: * et Veritas Domini manet in 
aeternum. 

3. Gloria Patri, etc. 

420 

ERIPE ME, DOMINE. 
Psalm 139. 

6RIPE me, Domine, ab homine malo: * 
a viro iniquo eripe me. 
2. Qui cogitaverunt iniquitates in corde :* 
tota die constituebant praelia. 

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3- Acuerunt linguas suas sicut serpen- 
tis : * venenum aspidum sub labiis eorum. 

4. Custodi me, Domine, de manu pecca- 
toris : * et ab hominibus iniquis eripe me. 

5. Qui cogitaverunt supplantare gressus 
meos : * absconderunt superbi laqueum 
mihi. 

6. Et funes extenderunt in laqueum: * 
juxta iter scandalum posuerunt mihi. 

7. Dixi Domino : Deus meus es tu : * 
exaudi, Domine, vocem deprecationis meae. 

8. Domine, Domine, virtus salutis meae :* 
obumbrasti super caput meum in die belli. 

9. Ne tradas me, Domine, a desiderio 
meo, peccatori : f cogitaverunt contra me, * 
ne derelinquas me, ne forte exaltentur. 

10. Caput circiiitus eorum: * labor labi- 
orum ipsorum operiet eos. 

it. Cadent super eos carbones,f in ignem 
dejicies eos: * in miseriis non subsistent. 

12. Vir linguosus non dirigetur in 
terra: * virum injustum mala capient in 
interitu. 

13. Cognovi quia faciet Dominus judi- 
cium inopis, * et vindictam pauperum. 

14. Verumtamen justi confitebuntur no- 
mini tuo: * et habitabunt recti cum vultu 
tuo. 

15. Gloria Patri, etc. 

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421 

VOCE ME A. 
Psalm 141. 

VOCE rnea ad Dominum clamavi : * 
voce mea ad Dominum deprecatus 
sum. 

2. EfTundo in conspectu ejus orationem 
meam, * et tribulationem meam ante ipsum 
pronuntio. 

3. In deficiendo ex me spiritum meum, * 
et tu cognovisti semitas meas. 

4. In via hac qua ambulabam, * abscon- 
derunt laqueum mihi. 

5. Considerabam ad dexteram, et vide- 
bam : * et non erat qui cognosceret me. 

6. Periit fuga a me, * et non est qui re- 
quirat animam meam. 

7. Clamavi ad te, Domine ; f dixi : Tu es 
spes mea, * portio mea in terra viventium. 

8. Intende ad deprecationem meam, * 
quia humiliatus sum nimis. 

9. Libera me a persequentibus me, * quia 
confortati sunt super me. 

10. Educ de custodia animam meam ad 
confitendum nomini tuo : * me exspectant 
justi, donee retribuas mihi. 

11. Gloria Patri, etc. 



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422 

DOMINE CLAMAVI. 
Psalm 140. 
,OMINE, clamavi ad te, exaudi me : * 
intende voci meae cum clamavero ad te. 

493 



2. Dirigatur oratio mea sicut incensum in 
conspectu tuo: * elevatio manuum mearum 
sacrificium vespertinum. 

3. Pone, Domine, custodiam ori meo: * 
et ostium circumstantiae labiis meis. 

4. Non declines cor meum in verba 
malitiae, * ad excusandas excusationes in 
peccatis. 

5. Cum hominibus operantibus iniquita- 
tem, * et non communicabo cum electis 
eorum. 

6. Corripiet me Justus in misericordia, 
et increpabit me: * oleum autem peccatoris 
non impinguet caput meum. 

7. Quoniam adhuc et oratio mea in bene- 
placitis eorum : * absorpti sunt juncti pe- 
trae judices eorum. 

8. Audient verba mea quoniam potu- 
erunt: * sicut crassitudo terrae erupta est 
super terram. 

9. Dissipata sunt ossa nostra secus in- 
fernum: f quia ad te, Domine, Domine, 
oculi mei : * in te speravi non auf eras ani- 
mam meam. 

10. Custodi me a laqueo quern statuerunt 
mihi, * et a scandalis operantium iniqui- 
tatem. 

11. Cadent in retiaculo ejus peccatores: * 
singulariter sum ego donee transeam. 

12. Gloria Patri, etc. 

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423 

CONSERVA ME, DOMINE. 
Psalm 15. 

aONSERVA me, Domine, quoniam 
speravi in te : f Dixi Domino : Deus 
meus.es tu, * quoniam bonorum meorum 
non eges. 

2. Sanctis, qui sunt in terra ejus, * miri- 
ficavit omnes voluntates meas in eis. 

3. Multiplicatae sunt infirmitates eorum :* 
postea acceleraverunt. 

4. Non congregabo conventieula eorum 
de sanguinibus : * nee memor ero nominum 
eorum per labia mea. 

5. Dominus pars haereditatis meae, et 
calicis mei: * tu es qui restitues haeredita- 
tem meam mihi. 

6. Funes ceeiderunt mihi in praeclaris : * 
etenim haereditas mea praeclara est mihi. 

7. Benedicam Dominum, qui tribuit mihi 
intellectum : * insuper et usque ad noctem 
increpuerunt me renes mei. 

8. Providebam Dominum in conspectu 
meo semper: *. quoniam a dextris est mihi, 
ne commovear. 

9. Propter hoc laetatum est cor meum, et 
exsultavit lingua mea : * insuper et caro mea 
requiescet in spe. 

10. Quoniam non derelinques animam 
meam in inferno: * nee dabis sanctum tuum 
videre corruptionem. 

11. Notas mihi fecisti vias vitae, f adim- 
plebis me laetitia cum vultu tuo : * delecta- 
tiones in dextera tua usque in finem. 

12. Gloria Patri, etc. 

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424 

MISERERE MEI y DEUS. 

Psalm 50. 

/KISERERE mei, Deus, * secundum 
>M magnam misericordiam tuam. 

2. Et secundum multitudinem miseratio- 
num tuarum, * dele iniquitatem meam. 

3. Amplius lava me ab iniquitate mea : * 
et a peccato meo munda me. 

4. Quoniam iniquitatem meam ego cog- 
nosce): * et peccatum meum contra me est 
semper. 

5. Tibi soli peccavi, et malum coram te 
feci : * ut justificeris in sermonibus tuis, et 
vincas cum judicaris. 

6. Ecce enim in inquitatibus conceptus 
sum : * et in peccatis concepit me mater mea. 

7. Ecce enim veritatem dilexisti: * in- 
certa et occulta sapientiae tuae manifestasti 
mihi. 

8. Asperges me hyssopo et mundabor: * 
lavabis me et super nivem dealbabor. 

9. Auditui meo dabis gaudium et laeti- 
tiam: * et exsultabunt ossa humiliata. 

to. Averte faciem tuam a peccatis meis :* 
et omnes iniqutates meas dele. 

11. Cor mundum crea in me, Deus: * et 
spiritum rectum innova in visceribus meis. 

12. Ne projicias me a facie tua: * et spi- 
ritum sanctum tuum ne auferas a me. 

13. Redde mihi laetitiam salutaris tui: * 
et spiritu principali confirma me. 

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14. Docebo iniquos vias tuas: * et impii 
ad te convertentur. 

15. Libera me de sanguinibus, Deus, 
Deus salutis meae: * et exsultabit lingua 
mea justitiam tuam. 

16. Domine, labia mea aperies: * et os 
meum annuntiabit laudem tuam. 

17. Quoniam si voluisses sacrificium, 
dedissem utique: * holocaustis non delecta- 
beris. 

18. Sacrificium Deo spiritus contribula- 
tus : * cor contritum et humiliatum, Deus, 
non despicies. 

19. Benigne fac, Domine, in bona vo- 
luntate tua Sion: * ut aedificentur muri 
Jerusalem. 

20. Tunc acceptabis sacrificium justitiae, 
oblationes, et holocausta: * tunc imponent 
super altare tuum vitulos. 

2i« Gloria Patri, etc. 



497 



im ; VENI CREATOR SPIRITUS. 
425 



VENI Creator Spiritus, 
Mentes tuorum visita, 
Irriple superna gratia 
Quae tu creasti pectora. 



Qui diceris Paraclitus, 
Altissimi donum Dei, 
Fons vivus, ignis, caritas. 
Et spiritalis tinctio. 



Tu septiformis munere, 
Digitus Paternae dexterae, 
Tu rite promissum Patris, 
Sermone ditans guttura. 



Accende lumen sensibus 
Inftinde amorem cordibus 
Infirma nostri corporis 
Virtute firmans perpeti. 



Hostem repellas longius, 
Pacemque dones protinus; 
Ductore sic te praevio, 
Vitemus omne noxium. 

49 8 



6 
Per te sciamus da Patrem, 
Noscamus atque Filium: 
Teque utriusque Spiritum: 
Credamus omni tempore. 

7 
Deo Patri sit gloria, 
Et Filio, qui a mortuis 
Surrexit, ac Paraclito, 
In saeculorum saecula. Amen. 

First Vespers : 
T. Repleti sunt omnes Spiritu Sancto, 
alleluia. 

^. Et coeperunt loqui, alleluia. 

Second Vespers: 
T\ Loquebantur variis Unguis Apostoli, 
alleluia. 

^. Magnalia Dei, alleluia. 

426 

VEXILLA REGIS. 

i 

VEXILLA Regis prodeunt : 
Fulget Crucis mysterium, 
Qua vita mortem pertulit, 
Et morte vitam protulit. 

2 

Quae vulnerata lanceae 
Mucrone diro, criminum 
Ut nos lavaret sordibus, 
Manavit unda et sanguine. 

499 



3 
Impleta sunt quae concinit 
David fideli carmine, 
Dicendo nationibus: 
Regnavit a ligno Deus. 

4 
Arbor decora et fiilgida, 
Ornata Regis purpura, 
Electa digno stipite, 
Tarn sancta membra tangere. 

5 
Beata cujus brachiis 
Pretium pependit saeculi, 
Statera facta corporis, 
Tulitque praedam tartari. 

6 

O Crux, ave, spes tinica, 
Hoc Passionis tempore, 
Piis adauge gratiam, 
Reisque dele crimina. 

7 
Te, fons salutis, Trinitas 
Collaudet omnis spiritus : 
Quibus Crucis victoriam 
Largiris, adde praemium. Amen. 

T. Eripe me, Domine, ab homine malo. 
Jy. A viro iniquo eripe me. 

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427 

PANGE LINGUA. 



/#^\ANGE lingua gloriosi 
££ Corporis mysterium, 
Sanguinisque pretiosi, 
Quern in mundi pretium 
Fructus ventris generosi 
Rex effudit gentium. 



Nobis datus, nobis natus 
Ex intacta Virgine, 
Et in mundo conversatus, 
Sparso verbi semine, 
Sui moras incolatus 
Miro clausit ordine. 

3 

In supremae nocte coenae 
Reciimbens cum fratribus, 
Observata lege plene 
Cibis in legalibus, 
Cibum turbae duodenae 
Se dat suis manibus. 

4 
Verbum caro panem verum 
Verbo carnem efficit: 
Fitque sanguis Christi merum : 
Et si sensus deficit, 
Ad firmandum cor sincerum 
Sola fides siifficit. 

50i 



5 
Tantum ergo Sacramentum 
Veneremur cernui; 
Et antiquum documentum 
Novo cedat ritui : 
Praestet fides supplementum 
Sensuum defectui. 

6 

Genitori, Genitoque 
Laus et jubilatio, 
Salus, honor virtus quoque 
Sit et benedictio : 
Procedenti ab utroque 
Compar sit laudatio. Amen. 

V. Panem de coelo praestitisti eis, al- 
leluia. 

1$ . Omne delectamentum in se habentem, 
alleluia. 

428 

SACRIS SOLEMN IIS. 



[ACRIS solemniis juncta sint gaudia, 
Et ex praecordiis sonent praeconia, 
Recedant Vetera, nova sint omnia, 
Corda, voces, et opera. 



Noctis recolitur coena novissima, 
Qua Christus creditur agnum et azyma 
Dedisse fratribus, juxta legitima ! 
Priscis indulta patribus. 

502 



3 

Post agnum typicum, expletis epulis, 
Corpus Dominicum datum discipulis, 
Sic totum omnibus, quod totum singulis, 
Ejus fatemur manibus. 



■ 



Dedit fragilibus corporis ferculum, 
Dedit et tristibus sanguinis poculum, 
Dicens: Accipite quod trado vasculum 
Omnes ex eo bibite. 



5 

Sic sacrificium istud instituit; 
Cujus officium committi voluit 
Solis Presbyteris, quibus sic congruit, 
Ut sumant, et dent caeteris. 



Panis Angelicus fit panis hominum 
Dat panis coelicus figuris terminum ; 
O res mirabilis ! mandticat Dominum 
Pauper, servus et humilis. 



7 

Te, trina Deitas unaque, poscimus, 
Sic nos tu yisita, sicut te c61imu« : 
Per tuas semitas due nos quo tendimus 
Ad lucem quam inhabitas. Amen, 

503 



H 



429 

LAUD A SION. 



; AUDA, Sion, Salvatorem, 
Lauda ducem et pastorem 
In hymnis et canticis. 



Quantum potes, tantum aude, 
Quia major omni laude, 
Nee laudare siifficis. 



3 
Laudis thema specialis, 
Panis vivus et vitalis 
Hodie proponitur. 

4 
Quern in sacrae mensa coenae 
Turbae fratrum duodenae 
Datum non ambigitur. 

5 

Sit laus plena, sit sonora, 
Sit jucunda, sit decora 
Mentis jubilatio. 

6 

Dies enim solemnis agitur, 
In qua mensae prima recolitur 
Hujus institutio. 

504 



7 
In hac mensa novi Regis, 
Novum Pascha novae Iegis, 
Phase vetus terminat. 

8 

Vetustatem novitas, 
Umbram fugat Veritas, 
Noctem lux eliminat. 

9 
Quod in coena Christus gessit, 
Faciendum hoc expressit 
In sui memoriam. 

10 

Docti sacris institutis, 
Panem, vinum in saliitis 
Consecramus hostiam. 

ii 

Dogma datur Christianis, 
Quod in carnem transit panis^ 
Et vinum in sanguinem. 

12 

Quod non capis, quod non vides, 
Animosa firmat fides, 
Praeter rerum ordinem. 

13 

Sub diversis speciebus, 
Signis tantum et non rebus, 
Latent res eximiae. 

505 



14 
Caro cibus,, sanguis potus: 
Manet tamen Chfistus totus 
Sub utraque specie; 

15 
A sumente non concise, .. 
Non conf ractus, non divisus, 
Integer accipitur. 

16 

Sumit unus, sumunt mille : 
Quantum isti, tantum ille: 
Nee sumptus consumitur. 

17 
Sumunt boni, sumunt mali: 
Sorte tamen inaequali, 
Vitae, vel interitus : 

18 

Mors est malis, vita bonis : 
Vide paris sumptionis 
Quam sit dispar exitus. 

19 

Fracto demum Sacramento, 
Ne vacilles, sed memento, 
Tantum esse sub f ragmento 
Quantum toto tegitur: 

20 

Nulla rei fit scissiira: 
Signi tantum fit fractura: 
Qua nee status nee statura 
Signati minuitur. 

506 



21 

Ecce panis angelorum, 
Factus cibus viatorum: 
Yere panis filiorum, 
Non mittendus canibus. 

22 

In figiiris praesignatur, 
Cum Isaac immolatur: 
Agnus paschae deputatur: 
Datur manna patribus. 

Bone Pastor, panis vere, 
Jesu nostri miserere: 
Tu nos pasce, nos tuere: 
Tu nos bona fac videre 
In terra viventium. 

24 
Tu qui cuncta scis et vales, 
Qui nos pascis hie mortales: 
Tuos ibi commensales 
Cohaeredes et sodales 

Fac sanctorum civium. Amen. 



430 

TE JOSEPH CELEBRENT. 

1 

i^yE Joseph celebrent agmina coelitum, 
V-/ Te cuncti resonent Christiadum chori, 
Qui clarus meritis, junctus es inclytae 
Casto foedere Virgini. 

507 



Almo cum tiimidam genuine conjugem 
Admirans, diibio tangeris anxius, 
x\fflatu stiperi Flaminis Angelus 
Conceptum puerum docet 

3 
Tu natum Dominum stringis, ad exteras 
yEgypti profugum tu sequeris plagas, 
Amissum Solymis quaeris, et invenis, 
Miscens gaudia fletibus. 

4 
Post mortem reliquos mors pia consecrat 
Palmamque emeritos gloria stiscipit, 
Tu vivens, stiperis par, frueris Deo, 
Mira corte beatior. 

5 
Nobis, summa Trias, parce precantibus, 
Da, Joseph meritis, sidera scandere; 
Ut tandem liceat nos tibi perpetim 
Gratum promere canticum. Amen. 

First Vespers : 

T. Constituit eum dominum domus suae. 
R. Et principem omnis possessions suae. 

Second Vespers: 

T. Gloria et divitiae in domo ejus. 
R. Et justitia ejus manet in saeculum 
saeculi. 

508 



431 

STAB AT MATER DOLOROSA, 



ITABAT Mater dolorosa, 
Juxta crucem lacrymosa, 
Dum pendebat Filius. 



Cujus animam gementem, 
Contristatam et dolentem, 
Pertransivit gladius. 

3 
O quam tristis et afflicta 
Fuit ilia benedicta 
Mater Unigeniti! 

4 
Quae moerebat, et dolebat, 
Pia, Mater, dum videbat 
Nati poenas inclyti. 

5 
Ouis est homo qui non fleret, 
Matrem Christi si videret 
In tanto supplicio? 

6 

Quis non posset contristari, 
Christi Matrem contemplari 
Dolentem cum Filio? 

509 



7 
Pro peccatis suae gentis, 
Vidit Jesum in tormentis, 
Et flagellis stibditum. 

8 

Vidit, suum dulcem natum 
Moriendo desolatum, 
Dum emisit spiritum. 

9 

Eia Mater, fons amoris, 
Me sentire vim doloris, 
Fac ut tecum lugeam. 

10 

Fac, ut ardeat cor meum 
In amando Christum Deum, 
Ut sibi complaceam. 

ii 

Sancta Mater, istud agas, 
Crucifixi fige plagas 
Cordi meo valide. 

12 

Tui nati vulnerati, 
Tarn dignati pro me pati, 
Poenas mecum divide. 

13 
Fac me tecum pie flere, 
Crucifixo condolere, 
Donee ego vixero. 

=;io 



Juxta crucem tecum stare, 
Et me tibi sociare 
In planctu desidero. 

Virgo virginum praeclara, 
Mihi jam non sis amara 
Fac me tecum plangere. 

16 

Fac, ut portem Christi mortem, 
Passionis fac consortem, 
Et plagas recolere. 

17 
Fac me plagis vulnerari, 
Fac me cruce inebriari, 
Et cruore Filii. 

18 

Flammis ne urar succensus, 
Per te, Virgo, sim defensus 
In die judicii. 

ip 
Christe, cum sit hinc exire, 
Da per Matrem me venire 
Ad palmam victoriae. 

20 
Quando corpus morietur, 
Fac ut animae donetur 
Paradisi gloria. Amen. 

T. Regina Martyrum, ora pro nobis. 
IJ. Quae justa Crucem Jesu constituisti. 

5iX 



432 

ATTEND E, DOMINE. 

- rxTENDE, Domine, et miserere, quia 
JL-X peccavimus tibi. Attende . . . 

i. Ad te Rex summe, omnium Redemp- 
tor, oculos nostros sublevamus flentes: 
exaudi, Christe, supplicantum preces. At- 
tende . . . 

2. Dextera Patris, lapis angularis, via 
salutis, janua coelestis, ablue nostri maculas 
delicti. Attende . . . 

3. Rogamus, Deus, tuam majestatem* 
auribus sacris gemitus exaudi: crimina 
nostra placidus indulge. Attende . . . 

4. Tibi fatemur crimina admissa: contri- 
to corde pandimus occulta: tua, Redemp- 
tor, pietas ignoscat. Attende . . . 

5. Innocens captus, nee repugnans duc- 
tus, testibus falsis pro impiis damnatus: 
quos redemisti, tu conserva, Christe. At- 
tende. . . . 

433 

FILII ET FILIAE. 

Chorus. 

Alleluia ! Alleluia ! Alleluia ! 



O FILII et filiae, 
Rex coelestis, Rex gloriae, 
Morte surrexit hodie, alleluia! 

R. Alleluia. 



Et mane prima sabbati, 
Ad ostium monumenti 
Accesserunt discipuli, alleluia. 

^. Alleluia. 

3 
Et Maria Magdalene, 
Et Jacobi, et Salome, 
Venerunt corpus ungere, alleluia. 
^. Alleluia. 

4 
In albis sedens Angelus 
Praedixit mulieribus : 
In Galilaea est Dominus, alleluia. 
ty. Alleluia. 

5 
Et Joannes Apostolus 
Cucurrit Petro citius, 
Monumento venit prius, alleluia. 
1^. Alleluia. 

6 

Discipulis adstantibus, 
In medio stetit Christus, 
Dicens : Pax vobis omnibus, alleluia. 
$. Alleluia. 

7 
Ut intellexit Didymus 
Quia surrexerat Jesus, 
Remansit fere dubius, alleluia. 

^. Alleluia. 

513 



8 

Vide Thoma, vide latus, 
Vide pedes, vide manus, 
Noli esse incredulus, alleluia. 

^. Alleluia. 
9 
Quando Thomas Christi latus, 
Pedes vidit atque manus, 
Dixit : Tu es Deus meus, alleluia. 

I£. Alleluia. 
10 

Beati qui non viderunt, 
Et firmiter crediderunt 
Vitam aeternam habebunt, alleluia. 

^. Alleluia. 
ii 

In hoc festo sanctissimo 
Sit laus et jubilatio, 
Benedicamus Domino, alleluia. 

^. Alleluia. 

12 

De quibus nos humillimas 

Devotas atque debitas 

Deo dicamus Gratias, alleluia. 

^. Alleluia. 

434 
TE DRUM LAUDAMUS. 

I^nE Deum laudamus: 

^/ Te Dominum confitemur. 

Te aeternum Patrem: omnis terra vene- 
ratur. 

514 



Tibi omnes Angeli, tibi coeli, et univer- 
sae potestates. 

Tibi Cherubim, et Seraphim incessabili 
voce proclamant: 

Sanctus, Sanctus, 

Sanctus Dominus Deus Sabaoth. 

Pleni sunt coeli, et terra majestatis glo~ 
riae tuae. * 

Te gloriosus Apostolorum chorus. 

Te Prophetarum laudabilis numerus. 

Te Martyrum candidatus laudat exercitus. 

Te per orbem terrarum sancta confitetur 
Ecclesia. 

Patrem immensae majestatis. 

Venerandum tuum verum, et unicum 
Filium. 

Sanctum quoque Paraclitum Spiritum. 

Tu Rex gloriae, Christe. 

Tu Patris sempiternus es Filius. 

Tu ad liberandum suscepttirus hominem : 
non horruisti Virginis uterum. 

Tu devicto mortis aculeo: aperuisti cre- 
dentibus regna coelorum. 

Tu ad dexteram Dei sedes : in gloria 
Patris. 

Judex crederis esse venturus. 

Te ergo quaesumus, tuis fdmulis sub- 
veni: quos pretioso sanguine redemisti. 

^Eterna fac cum Sanctis tuis in gloria 
numerari. 

Salvum fac populum tuum, Domine; et 
benedic haereditati tuae. 

Et rege eos : et extolle illos usque in 
aeternum. 

Per singulos dies benedicimus te. 

515 



Et laudamus nomen tuum in saeculum, 
et in saeculum saeculi. 

Dignare, Domine, die isto sine peccato 
nos custodire. 

Miserere nostri, Domine : miserere nostri. 

Fiat misericordia tua Domine, super 
nos, quemadmodum speravimus in te. 

In te, Domine, speravi: non confiindar in 
aeternum. 

y. Benedicamus Patrem et Filium cum 
Sancto Spiritu. 

Iy. Laudemus et superexaltemus eum in 
saecula. 

T. Benedictus es Domine in firmamento 
coeli. 

R. Et laudabilis, et gloriosus, et super- 
exaltatus in saecula. 

V. Domine exaudi orationem meam. 

R. Et clamor meus ad te veniat. 

T. Dominus vobiscum. 

1$. Et cum spiritu tuo. 

Oremus. 

Deus, cujus misericordiae non est nu- 
merus, et bonitatis infinitus est thesaurus : 
piissimae majestati tuae pro collatis donis 
gratias agimus, tuam semper clementiam 
exorantes ; ut qui petentibus postulata con- 
cedis, eosdem non deserens, ad praemia 
futura disponas. Per Christum Dominum 
nostrum. R. Amen. 



516 



g>oi*mtt TfffBprra of t\\t 3tetatB 

at % 

MtBBtb Utrgm ilanj 

435 

DEUS, IN ADJUTORIUM. 

V. Deus, in adjutorium meum intende. 

1$. Domine, | ad adjuvandum me fes- 
tina. 

Gloria Patri, et Filio, | et Spiritui Sancto : 

Sicut erat in principio, | et nunc, et sem- 
per, et in saecula | saeculorum. Amen. 

436 

Psalm 109. 

OIXIT Dominus Domino meo: * Sede 
a dextris meis : 

2. Donee ponam | inimicos tuos, * sca- 
bellum I pedum tuorum. 

3. Virgam virtiitis tuae emittet Dominus 
ex Sion; * dominare in medio inimicorum 
tuorum. 

4. Tecum principium in die virtiitis tuae | 
in splendoribus sanctorum : * ex litero | ante 
luciferum genui te. 

5. Juravit Dominus, et non paenitebit 
eum : * Tu es sacerdos in aeternum secun- 
dum ordinem Melchisedech. 

6. Dominus | a dextris tuis, * confregit | 
in die irae suae reges. 

517 



J. Tudicabit in nationibus, implebit ru- 
inas: * conquassabit capita in terra mul- 
torum. 

8. De torrente | in via bibet : * propterea j 
exaltabit caput. 

9. Gloria Patri, etc. 
10. Sicut erat, etc. 



437 

Psalm 112. 

HAUDATE pueri Dominum : * laudate 
nomen Domini. 

2. Sit nomen Domini | benedictum, * ex 
hoc nunc, j et usque in saeculum. 

3. A solis ortu usque ad occasum, * lau- 
dabile nomen Domini. 

4. Excelsus j super omnes gentes Domi- 
nus, * et super coelos j gloria ejus. 

5. Quis sicut Dominus Deus noster, qui 
in altis habitat, * et humilia respicit in coelo 
et in terra? 

6. Siiscitans | a terra inopem, * et de 
stercore | erigens pauperem : 

7. Ut collocet eum cum principibus, * 
cum principibus populi sui. 

8. Qui habitare f acit | sterilem in domo, * 
matrem | filiorum laetantem. 

9. Gloria Patri, etc. 
10. vSicut erat, etc. 

518 



438 
Psalm 121. 

HAETATUS sum in his quae dicta sunt 
mihi : * In domum Domini ibimus. 

2. Stantes erant j pedes nostri, * in atriis 
tuis Jerusalem. 

3. Jerusalem, quae aedificatur ut civitas :* 
cujus participate ejus in idipsum. 

4. Illuc enim ascenderunt tribus, | tribus 
Domini : * testimonium Israel | ad confi- 
tendum nomini Domini. 

5. Quia illic sederunt sedes in judicio. * 
sedes super domum David. 

6. Rogate quae ad pacem [ sunt Jerusa- 
lem : * et abundantia | diligentibus te. 

7. Fiat pax in virtute tua : * et abundan- 
tia in tiirribus tuis. 

8. Propter fratres meos j et proximos 
meos, * loquebar | pacem de te : 

9. Propter domum Domini Dei nostri, * 
quaesivi bona tibi. 

10. Gloria Patri, etc. 

11. Sicut erat, etc. 



Q 



439 

Psalm 126. 
ISI Dominus aedificaverit domum, * in 



vanum laboraverunt qui aedificant 
earn. 

2. Nisi Dominus | custodierit civitatem, * 
frustra vigilat | qui custodit earn. 

519 



3. Vanum est vobis ante lucem surgere : * 
surgite postquam sederitis, qui manducatis 
panem doloris. 

4. Cum dederit | dilectis suis somnum: * 
ecce haereditas Domini | f ilii : merces, f ruc- 
tus ventris. 

5. Sicut sagittae in manu potentis: * ita 
filii excussorum. 

6. Beatus vir qui implevit | desiderium 
suum ex ipsis : * non conf undetur | cum 
loquetur inimicis suis in porta. 

7. Gloria Patri, etc. 

8. Sicut erat, etc. 



440 

Psalm 147. 

V-^AUDA Jerusalem Dominum: * lauda 
1-A Deum tuum Sion. 

2. Quoniam confortavit | seras portarum 
tuarum : * benedixit | f iliis tuis in te. 

3. Qui posuit fines tuos pacem : * et adipe 
frumenti satiat te. 

4. Qui emittit j eloquium suum terrae : * 
velociter | currit sermo ejus. 

5. Qui dat nivem sicut lanam : * nebulam 
sicut cinerem spargit. 

6. Mittit crystallum suam | sicut buccel- 
las : * ante faciem frigoris ejus j quis sus- 
tinebit ? 

7. Emittet verbum suum, et liquefaciet 
ea: * flabit spiritus ejus, et fluent aquae. 

520 



8. Qui annuntiat | verbum suum Jacob: * 
justitias | et judicia sua Israel. 

9. Non fecit taliter omni nationi : * et ju- 
dicia sua non manifestavit eis. 

10. Gloria Patri, etc. 

11. Sicut erat, etc. 



441 

AVE MARIS STELLA, 



fTVE maris stella, 
jL-X Dei Mater alma, 
Atque semper Virgo, 
Felix coeli porta. 



Sumens illud Ave. 
Gabrielis ore, 
Funda nos in pace, 
Mutans Hevae nomen. 

3 
Solve vincla reis, 
Prof er lumen caecis : 
Mala nostra pelle, 
Bona cuncta posce. 

4 
Monstra te esse matrem, 
Sumat per te preces, 
Qui pro nobis natus, 
Tulit esse tuus. 

521 



5 

Virgo singularis, 
Inter omnes mitis, 
Nos culpis solutos, 
Mites fac et castos. 

^ 6 

Vitam praesta puram, 
Iter para tutum, 
Ut videntes Jesum, 
Semper collaetemur. 

7 
Sit laus Deo Patri, 
Summo Christo decus, 
Spiritui Sancto, 
Tribus honor unus. Amen, 

442 

MAGNIFICAT, 

Canticum B, Mariae Vi+ginis. 

Luc, i. 46-55- 
/t^AGNIFICAT * anima mea Dominum. 
>*< 2. Et exsultavit | spiritus meus * in 
Deo, I salutari meo. 

3. Quia respexit humilitatem ancillae 
suae : * ecce enim ex hoc beatam me dicent 
omnes generationes. 

4. Quia fecit mihi magna | qui potens 
est: * et sanctum | nomen ejus. 

5. Et misericordia ejus a progenie in pro- 
genies * timentibus eum. 

522 



6. Fecit potentiam | in brachio suo: * 
dispersit superbos | mente cordis sui. 

7. Deposuit potentes de sede, * et exal- 
tavit humiles. 

8*. Esurientes | implevit bonis : * et divi- 
tes J dimisit inanes. 

9. Suscepit Israel puerum suum, * recor- 
datus misericordiae suae : 

10. vSicut locutus est | ad patres nostros, * 
Abraham, et semini ejus | in saecule. 

11. Gloria Patri, etc. 

12. Sicut erat, etc, 



I 



H 



523 



©Jy* flariaf b %ttm to Harg 

By Bro. M. 
i 

eVER, forever, I will sing to Mary, 
Who in her love bids me come to her 
breast ; 
Ever, forever, Mother, dearly cherished, 
List to my love which sings thy name so 
blest. 
Waking from sleep I call upon my Mother ; 
Thy name shall charm my spirit all the 
day ; ^ 
And when Night's Angel soft shall close 
my eyelids, 
Slumbering, O Mary, my love, I will say. 



Ever, forever, Modesty shall guide me, 

Dearest a life that is hid and unknown ; 
Ever, forever, I w r ill honor Mary, 

Loving her sweet simplicity alone. 
Trodden by all as is the dust beneath them, 

Subject to all, abasing me through love; 
May I for God and for my tender Mother, 

Spurn self and seek only things from 
above. 

3 

Ever, forever, Virtue dear to Mary, 

Virtue all lovely, as white as her heart, 

Ever, forever, to my cherished Mother, 
Lily so fragile, I will set apart. 

5 2 4 



Guard thou thyself in all its early freshness, 
Queen of the Heavens, this flower of thy 
love ; 

Over thy House in mercy, O my Mother ! 
Watch that we be like the Angels above. 



4 

Ever, forever, Virtue rich and fruitful, 
Queen of our hearts, thou, Obedience, 
shalt be! 
Ever, forever, o'er the world's far limits, 
Thy steps we tread, and victory shall we 
see. 
Lead thou our feet to Calvary's thorny 
summit ; 
Guide us to Thabor, mount of love and 
light; 
Call us o'er ocean, earth, or unto Heaven, 
Follow we, knowing thou leadest aright! 



5 

Ever, forever, seek we that poor dwelling, 
Where our sw r eet Mother the Saviour 
conceived ; 
Ever, forever, far from pomp and peril, 
Never shall we by honors be deceived. 
Calm in the hours when God shall send 
affliction, 
All, poor in heart, of thy dear love 
possessed, 
Dead to desire, upon thy breast, sweet 
Mother ! 
Thy happy sons shall in peace ever rest 

525 



GENERAL ALPHABETICAL INDEX 



Itngltsli %mtta 



Numbers marked (*) are Sacred Songs. 
Nos. Page. 

1 60 Ah ! must I leave our Lady's altar ! 233 

309 *Alas ! grief rills my heart 417 

266 *A11 for Thee, O Heart of Jesus 365 

S3 All glory, laud and honor , 77 

35 All hail, dear Conqueror ! 80 

199 All hail, great Conqueror, to Thee 280 

144 All hail, sweet Queen of the May 216 

277 *A11 ye choirs of heaven 377 

103 All ye Avho seek a sure relief 162 

99 A message from the Sacred Heart 158 

9 Angels we have heard on high 47 

162 As the dewy shades of even 235 

28 At the Cross her station keeping 69 

155 Ave Maria! thou Virgin and Mother 229 

226 Ave Sanctissima, we lift our souls to thee. . 315 

77 Behold God's angels kneeling 131 

13 Bethlehem of noblest cities 52 

59 Blest is the Faith, divine and strong no 

92 Bread of angels, Lamb of God 150 

165 By the Blood that flowed from Thee 239 

166 By the first bright Easter-day 241 

300 *Cecilia, Virgin held so dear. 405 

80 Children, list ! an angel pleading 136 

29 Christians who of Jesus' sorrows 72 

230 Christmas comes to bless the earth 319 

223 Christ the glory of the sky 311 

34 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day 79 

270 * Close to Thy Heart • 370 



Nos. Page 

264 *Close veiled in that sweet Sacrament... 362 

69 Come and adore 123 

237 *Come, come, come to the Manger 332 

102 Come hither and in worship kneel 161 

43 Come, Holy Ghost, Creator blest 90 

234 *Come, O Divine Messiah 328 

232 Cometh a new year. 322 

7 Come, Thou Redeemer of the earth 44 

6 Creator of the starry height 43 

145 Daily, daily, sing to Mary 217 

314 *"Da mihi animas," O Lord 424 

161 Darker and darker 234 

169 Dear angel, ever at my side 244 

171 Dear Guardian of Mary 248 

267 *Dear Sacred Heart, I offer Thee 366 

110 Dear Sacred Heart, I Thee adore. 170 

164 Descending from the throne of God 237 

1 Each morn and eve, O King of heaven 39 

256 *Earthly delights are calling to me ever 352 

— Ever, for ever, I will sing to Mary (Conclud- 
ing Hymn) 524 

24 Faithful Cross, O Tree all beauteous 65 

58 Faith of our fathers 109 

112 Forget Me not, 'tis but My Heart is pleading. 172 

116 For thee, O dear, dear Country 179 

114 From your blissful thrones of glory % . . . 175 

253 *Full in the panting heart of Rome 349 

176 Glorious Father, dear Saint Joseph 254 

147 Glorious Mother 219 

57 Glory be to Jesus ! : . 107 

194 Glory be to the Father 273 

12 God, an infant, born to-day 51 

203 God of mercy and compassion 285 

269 *God of peace and of love 369 



Nos. Page. 

46 God the Father, Who didst make me 94 

181 Grateful notes to heaven ascending 259 

231 Hail, Cross divine ! 320 

280 *Hail, ever-blessed day 381 

197 Hail, full of grace and purity 277 

180 Hail, glorious Saint Patrick 258 

285 *Hail, heavenly Queen 38S 

174 Hail, holy Joseph, hail ! 251 

175 Hail, holy Joseph, hail ! 252 

214 Hail, Jesus, hail ! Who for my sake 299 

193 Hail, Mary, full of grace 272 

149 Hail, O Star of ocean 222 

244 *Hail ! the holy Day of days 340 

289 *Hail, thou resplendent Star 392 

40 Hail, Thou Who man's Redeemer art 87 

143 Hail! Virgin, dearest Mary 215 

129 Hail ! Virgin of virgins 197 

192 Hail, we greet thee, Saint of heaven 270 

5 Hark, an awful voice is sounding 42 

170 Hark ! hark ! my soul 246 

71 Hark ! hark ! the angels singing 125 

213 Have mercy on us, God Most High 297 

100 Hear the Heart of Jesus pleading 159 

70 Hear Thy children, gentle Jesus 124 

154 Hear thy children, gentlest Mother 228 

158 Heart of Mary, heart the purest 232 

1 18 Heaven, my home 182 

83 He conies to me 140 

247 *Holy Ghost, come down upon Thy children. . 343 

53 Holy God, we praise Thy name 103 

276 *Holy Mary, sweetest music 376 

298 *Holy patron, thee saluting 402 

283 *Holy Queen, we bend before thee 386 

42 Holy Spirit, come and guide me 89 



Nos. Page. 

62 I adore Thee humbly (Adoro Te) 114 

311 *I am the Lord (The Commandments) 419 

260 *I am Thine, dear Lord 357 

194 I believe in God 272 

55 I believe in Thee, O Truth and Love supreme. 105 

225 I come to Thee once more, my God 313 

125 I'll sing a hymn to Mary 192 

258*1 need Thy Heart, sweet Jesus.... 354 

2 ^ *j n mus i c 's sweetest strains we'll sing 2> 2 7 

93 In my heart, my Jesus finds a resting place.. 151 

122 In the burning depths we suffer 187 

308 *In the morning, when I waken . 414 

19 It is a joy of heavenly birth 60 

183 It is no earthly summer's ray 262 

195 It is the name of Mary . . . .. 273 

219 Jerusalem ! my happy home 306 

221 Jerusalem the golden ! 308 

21 Jesus, ever-loving Saviour... 61 

261 *Jesus, gentlest Saviour 359 

303 *Jesus is God 407 

86 Jesus! Jesus! come to me 144 

222 Jesus, Lord, be Thou my own * . . . . 310 

202 Jesus, my God, behold at length the time.... 284 

64 Jesus! my Lord, my God, my All 117 

16 Jesus! the only thought of Thee 56 

84 Jesus, Thou art coming 14 1 

172 Joseph, Spouse of that pure Virgin.... 249 

134 Joy ! joy ! the Mother comes 203 

139 *Joy of my heart 375 

50 Just one tiny spark so bright 99 

187 Let the deep organ swell the lay 266 

241 *Let us hasten to the manger 336 

48 Life offers me one only good, one treasure 96 

206 Light dies away 288 



Nos. Page. 

68 Lo! day and night upon our altars dwelling. 122 

60 Long live the Pope ! 1 1 1 

126 Look down, O Mother Mary 193 

198 Lord, by Thy prayer in agony 278 

124 Lord, let me see Thy lovely Face 190 

75 Loving Shepherd of Thy sheep 129 

150 Maiden Mother, meek and mild 223 

138 Maria, salve ! 209 

153 Mary, dearest Mother ! 226 

284 *Meet me, Mother mine, to-day 387 

167 Michael, prince of highest heaven 242 

141 Mother all beautiful 212 

352 Mother dearest, Mother fairest 225 

278 *Mother Mary, at thine altar 378 

131 Mother Mary, Queen most sweet 200 

292 *Mother Mary, to thee 395 

290 *Mother of Christ 393 

J51 Mother of God, my life, my hope, my treasure. 224 

142 Mother of mercy, day by day 213 

79 My God, I am tired of worldly thoughts.... 134 

259 *My Jesus from His throne above. 356 

127 My own dear Mother Mary... 195 

262 *My soul, what can I render to the Lord ? . . . . 360 

240 *Noel ! Noel! chant angel voices.. 335 

119 No more to sigh, no more to weep 183 

89 No one needs Thee more than 1 147 

236 *No room, no room for Him 331 

130 No stain in thee 199 

20 Now are the days of humblest prayer 60 

38 iJow at the Lamb's high royal feast 84 

218 O all ye people God hath made 304 

81 O angels blest, His praises sing 137 

216 O blest Creator of the light 301 

97 O Bread of heaven! 156 



JNos. Page. 

227 O bright flower of Carmel! 316 

220 O brightness of eternal light 307 

113 O Christ, Thy guilty people spare 174 

51 O come, loud anthems let us sing 100 

2 O come, O come, Emmanuel 40 

14 O cruel Herod, why thus fear?.... 53 

95 O day of happiness undying 153 

47 O day of rest and gladness ! 95 

229 O Father, Son and Holy Ghost ! 318 

52 O gift of gifts ! O grace of faith ! 101 

49 O God of loveliness ! 97 

178 O happy day 256 

27 Oh, come arid mourn with me awhile 68 

115 O heaven! celestial home 178 

123 Oh, it is sweet to think of those that are de- 
parted 188 

56 O holy Faith ! O sacred Light ! 106 

120 Oh, turn to Jesus, Mother, turn 185 

305 *Oh, vision bright 410 

*35 Oh, what deep woes and what sorrows 205 

251 *Oh, works of the Most High 347 

41 O Jesus Christ, remember 88 

17 O Jesus, Jesus, dearest Lord ! 57 

208 O Jesus, Jesus, throned on high 291 

177 O Jesus, Mary, Joseph 255 

23 O Jesus, open wide Thy Heart 64 

15 O Jesus, Thou the beauty art 54 

211 O King and Lord, Who dwellest on this altar. 295 

87 O Lord, I am not worthy 145 

217 O Lord of hosts, be mindful of our pleading. 302 

293 *0 Mary, Mother Mary ! ; 396 

196 O Mary, Mother, sweetest, best 274 

139 O Maiden ! Mother mild 210 

148 O Mother! I could weep for mirth 220 



Kos. Page. 

136 O Mother, most afflicted 206 

282 *0 Mother pure, our hymns to thee ascending. 385 

74 O my soul, mourn and weep 127 

307 *0 Mystic Rose 413 

104 One Heart alone 163 

82 One sweet thought comes gently stealing.... 139 

107 Only Thee, my Jesus 166 

117 O Paradise 181 

279 *0 purest of creatures 380 

22 O Sacred Head surrounded by crown of pierc- 
ing thorn ! 63 

101 O Sacred Heart! all blissful light of heaven. 160 

105 O Sacred Heart of Jesus ! 164 

106 O Sacred Heart of Jesus dear! 165 

271 *0 Sacred Heart with burning love 371 

190 O Thou, the Martyrs' glorious King 269 

193 Our Father 272 

235 *Outside the City gates they stand 329 

25 Overwhelmed in depths of sorrow 66 

186 O ye, angelic bands, attend 265 

121 Pray for the dead 186 

238 *Raise the glorious Christmas song 333 

157 Remember, holy Mary 230 

205 Return to God, poor sinner 287 

301 *Saint Ann in heaven shining 406 

299 *Saint Joseph, see us at thy feet 403 

189 Saint of the Sacred Heart 268 

8 See amid the winter's snow 46 

272 *Seeking heaven alone 372 

146 She is our Mother 218 

193 Sign of the Cross 272 

78 Sing, my tongue, the mystic story 132 

32 Sing, my tongue, the Saviour's glory 75 

4 Sing, oh, sing, with exultation 41 



Nos. Page. 

137 Sing, sing, ye angel bands 207 

39 Sing we triumphant hymns of praise. , 86 

63 Sion, lift thy voice and sing 116 

163 Softly and still 236 

26 Soul of Jesus, Guest for me. ... , 67 

94 Soul of my Saviour, ' sanctify my breast 152 

168 Spirit most holy, heavenly guide... 243 

184 Spotless Anna, Juda's glory 263 

243 *Star so fair, Star so bright ! . 338 

242 *Stars of glory, shine more brightly 337 

248 ^Strike the harp in praise of God \ 344 

310 ^Strive ye salvation to attain 418 

287 *Sweetest month of the year 390 

in Sweet Heart of Jesus, Fount of love 171 

294 *Sweet Mother, here once more we haste 397 

140 Sweet Mother, I implore 211 

76 Sweet Sacrament ! we Thee adore. 130 

265 *Sweet Sacred Heart 363 

72 Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go 126 

263 *Take back, receive, O Master of my heart.. 361 
224 Tears on Thy Sacred Face, my God 312 

315 *The day is o'er, the mOon serenely beaming. . 425 

128 The Gate of Heaven 196 

312 *The leaves around me falling. 421 

98 The memory of Jesus sweet 157 

316 *The moon is in the heavens above 426 

36 The morn had spread her crimson rays 81 

200 There is one true and only God 281 

31 The Royal Banners forward go 73 

67 The Saviour is our very food. . . 120 

239 *The snow lay on the ground 334 

306 *The vow is made, O Mary, Queen divine!.. 411 
66 The Word descending from above 119 

182 The youth who wealth and courts despised. . 261 



Nos. Page. 

179 Thou art as pure as beam of golden dawn.. 257 
257 *Thou knowest, Master, that my heart is Thine. 353 

18- Thou loving Maker of mankind 59 

252 *Thrice happy and thrice blest 348 

209 Through this vale of tears we wander 292 

44 Thy Kingdom come ! 91 

249 *Thy Will be done ! 345 

304 *Thy Wound, O Heart of Jesus 408 

210 'Tis Thy good pleasure, and not my own.... 293 
207 To Christ, the Prince of Peace 290 

90 To earth has highest heav'n descended 149 

109 To Jesus' Heart all burning 169 

185 To kneel at thine altar 264 

708 To Thee, O Heart of Jesus 168 

188 To the shores of distant Indies 267 

313 *To win my heart with visions bright and fair. 423 

281 *Unfold, ye golden gates of heaven 383 

201 Unveil, O Lord, and on us shine 282 

291 *We come to thee, sweet Lady 394 

246 *We come to Thee, sweet Saviour 342 

286 *We greet thee, Mary 389 

295 *We leave thy shrine. . .- 398 

228 What a sea of tears and sorrows 316 

54 What God does is done aright 104 

96 What happiness can equal mine? 155 

88 What happiness is mine this day ! 146 

10 What lovely Infant can this be ? 48 

215 What shall I render unto Thee, O Lord? 300 

268 *When far from Thee my way I've wended.. 367 
132 When from God's high throne divine 201 

45 When men blaspheming say 92 

254 *When morning gilds the skies 350 

61 When, our Saviour wished to prove 113 

255 *When the loving Shepherd 351 



Nos. -d 

Page. 

133 Whither thus, in holy rapture ? 202 

245 *With Christ we died, with Christ we rose 341 

173 With grateful hearts 250 

11 With hearts truly grateful 49 

207 *With Jesus, Mary's name 40I 

85 Wondrous theme of mortal singing 143 

274 *Yes, Heaven is the prize 374 

37 Ye sons and daughters of the Lord 82 



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Nos. Page. 

416 Ad Dominum 489 

354 Adeste Fideles 441 

340 Adoramus Te, Christe 440 

328 Adoremus in aeternum 437 

324 Adoro Te devote, latens Deitas 435 

331 Adoro Te, O Panis coelice 438 

394 Alma Redemptoris Mater 472 

322 Anima Christi 434 

382 Asperges me 459 

432 Attende, Domine 512 

360 Ave Maria * 445 

364 Ave maris stella 445 

441 Ave maris stella (With falso bordoni) 521 

371 Ave Mater gratiae 440 

395 Ave Regina coelorum 472 

329 Ave verum Corpus 437 

319 Ave vivens Hostia 431 

415 Beati omnes 488 

402 Beatus vir # 476 

393 Common of all Vespers (The) 471 

406 Confitebor quoniam 480 

401 Confitebor tibi, Domine 475 

423 Conserva me, Domine 495 

333 Cor Jesu Sacratissimum 439 

407 Credidi propter 481 

386 Credo 461 

410 De profundis clamavi 484 

435 Deus in adjutorium (With falso bordoni).... 517 

417 Dilexi quoniam 490 

436 Dixit Dominus (falso bordoni) 517 

400 Dixit Dominus 474 



Nos. Page. 

422 Domine, clamavi 493 

375 Domine, non secundum preccata nostra 454 

409 Domine, probasti me 482 

327 Ecce Panis angelorum 437 

318 Ecee sacerdos magnus (Reception of a Bishop). 428 

420 Eripe me, Domine 491 

357 Flos Carmeli (Our Lady of Mt. Carmel) 443 

408 In convertendo 481 

373 Inviolata 452 

404 In exitu Israel 477 

438 Laetatus sum (falso bordoni) 519 

412 Laetatus sum ... 486 

429 Lauda Sion, Salvatorem (Sequence) 504 

440 Lauda Jerusalem (falso bordoni) 520 

414 Lauda Jerusalem 488 

419 Laudate Dominum 491 

353 Laudate Dominum (falso bordoni) 441 

437 Laudate pueri Dominum (falso bordoni) 518 

403 Laudate pueri Dominum . . . . : 476 

418 Levavi oculos 49° 

391 Libera me, Domine 469 

37$ Litany of the Blessed Virgin 456 

376 Litany of the Sacred Heart 454 

405 Magnificat 479 

442 Magnificat (falso bordoni) 5 22 

411 Memento, Domine, David 485 

424 Miserere mei, Deus 49^ 

321 Misericordias Domini 434 

384 Missa (Kyrie, Gloria, Credo, Sanctus,. Agnus). 461 

390 Missa pro Defunctis 4°4 

439 Nisi Dominus (falso bordoni) 5 X 9 

413 Nisi Dominus 4^7 

352 O bone Jesu 441 

332 O Cor amoris Victima 43^ 



Nos. Page. 

O Esca Viatorum 433 

O Filii et Filiae 512 

O gloriosa Virginum 443 

O Jesu, Salvator muncli 470 

O quam suavis est 435 

O Salutaris Hostia 439 

O Sanctissima 448 

Pange lingua gloriosi 501 

Regina coeli 473 

Regina coeli jubila 452 

Responses at High Mass (The) 463 

Responses (Bishop's blessing) 464 

Rorate, coeli, desuper 458 

Sacris solemniis 502 

Salve Mater 447 

Salve, Pater Salvatoris 450 

Salve Regina 473 

Sanctorum agmina 444 

Stabat Mater 509 

Sub tuum praesidium 445 

Tantum ergo 440 

Te Deum laudamus 514 

Te, Joseph, celebrent 507 

Tota pulchra es, Maria 442 

Veni, Creator Spiritus 498 

Vexilla Regis 499 

Vidi aquam 460 

317 *Vivat Pastor bonus (Son of welcome) .... 429 
421 Voce mea 493 



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